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Chapter 7
Paradise By The Dashboard
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Thankfully when Marilyn set this condo up for Jennifer, Marie, and me, she ensured each room used for clients had multiple exits. I left the bathroom through this exit and went to the kitchen to get something to drink. I had a lot to process and needed space to do it. This had to be the strangest situation I have ever been in, and I needed to figure out how I would handle it.
In the kitchen, James is sitting at the table eating a sandwich. He looks up at me when I enter with concern apparent on his face. The boys, as Jennifer and I like to call them, take their job and the safety of us girls seriously. "Everything is fine," I say as I walk to the fridge and pull out a Coke.
"You sure? You usually don't use the back exit to your room often." James says as he sits up straighter and takes the whole of me in.
"Yea, just a twisted client that booked two back-to-back sessions. I don't think he thought I would leave the room between the 9 and 10 o'clock break." So I said as I sat down at the table and replayed the last few hours in my head. The sex that he and the other two had in front of me. The game he and I played once the other two clients left and the desire I had for him.
"What do you mean, the twisted client? Do I need to step in?" He went to get up from the seat.
"No. No." I said as I motioned for him to sit back down. "I don't think he wants to hurt me, or I would have been out of the room sooner. But he wants more from me than to watch." I have always been grateful for James. He was usually assigned to me and was the male version of Jennifer regarding how comfortable I was talking with him.
"What a way to pick a girl up. Have sex with other people in front of her. Maybe he feels that he needs to prove his stamina." He leaned back in his chair and put his arms behind his head. Relaxing into the conversation. "Guess the real question is, what do you want?"
"I know what I want. But I don't know if it is the right thing to do." I put my elbows on the table and rested my head on my hands.
"What do you think he is after? A taste and then on to the next, or do you think we want to stay for the whole meal." I never really thought of what his true intentions were other than getting his cock between my legs.
"I don't know. I would say he is just after a taste, but at the same time, I am not so sure of that." I sat there and chewed on my lip a bit, thinking through what his intentions could be. I could ask at 10.
"And what about you? Do you want a taste and only a taste?" He raised his eyebrow quizzically.
"Ugh, I don't know. I want a taste. But normally, I don't taste that which can find me. I am all about the one and done with no chance of a text or a call later. I am afraid if I taste, then that stuff I am not good with might be required." I was afraid of a relationship though I don't know why I feel that is what Kiren is after. He never once mentioned anything other than sex. Sex I could handle. Sex I could enjoy. But for some reason, sex was not what I thought this was leading to, and ignoring that gut feeling would be stupid.
"Hell, go for it," James said, and I looked up with a look of shock on my face. "Seriously. You are young and don't seem to have fun for yourself. And it's not like I don't know what you do in that room every night we are here. Who wouldn't want to sample some of the products every once in a while?" I continued to stare at him in disbelief that he was being this blunt. "If you need backup, let me know, and I can tail you; your nights off are also my nights off."
James didn't realize it, but he gave me an idea. I could pull something together that would allow me time to figure out what to do.
"I couldn't ask you to do that on your night off, but I have an idea. How would you like to go to The Regent tonight? I noticed that they were playing the original Top Gun. So if Mr. Twisted wants to get to know me, we are having dinner and a movie." I said as I smiled, got up, and headed back to the playroom.
"Fine by me. But where are we getting dinner?" James said as he placed his dirty dishes in the dishwasher. Even though a housekeeper came daily at 10 am, we always tried to keep the place on the neater side.
"I have a craving for pancakes. So he will be treating the two of us to Denny's." Pancakes were my go-to food group. Usually, at the end of the night, James and John would escort Jennifer and me to Denny's if we wanted to grab a bite.
"You are going to make Mr. Twisted pay for me as well?" he asked with a tilt of his head.
"Of course. Tonight you and I are a package deal. If he can't handle that, then maybe he can't handle me." Kiren had no idea what he was getting into.
"Can I ask him all those weird questions as a father should? Or would that embarrass you?" James was old enough to be my father; he and John both were.
"Ask all the questions you want. Make him as uncomfortable as possible with the interrogation." I knew that I was safe no matter what with James. But I also knew that.
"Sounds good, but I am driving. At the end of the night, I will drop him off here, and then I will take you home. He does not need to know where you live. But, if you decide to let him know, then he can find out." I walked over to James, threw my arms around him, and squeezed him tight.
"Thank you, James. Thank you for just being you." James patted my head though he didn't say a word. He knew that saying it was nothing would downgrade my thanks, and he knew sometimes it was that father figure I needed, and over the last few years, he has stepped in as that person on more than one occasion.
Chapter 8
Follow Me Down
Ireturned to the playroom to find Kiren lying on the bed, still naked. "What were your plans for the next few hours?" I asked as I grabbed his clothes from the shelf and threw them at him.
"Well, we were gonna just sit here and look at each other," Kiren said as he grabbed his clothes.
