Employee Two - Sex Stories

Employee Two

... learned about this place. It was unavoidable. You're so god damned independent and inquisitive that you would never have accepted the money without an explanation and don't think I could bring myself to lie to you about it. I also don't think I would have let the silence between you and your brother continue for much longer. You would have learned about this place eventually is my point."

Everything she said was absolutely true. I would not have accepted money without sufficient explanation and had I found out about this place any other way, I probably would have ended up here regardless. I had one other question.

"You're okay with me being a whore?"

She sighed.

"Let me tell you about people. Many people see this work as an honest trade. Unfortunately, those types of people aren't our typical clients. Our clients are the part of society that condemns sex work publicly but come to us every week wanting our services. Those same people have skeletons in their closets they hope the world never finds out about. When you ask me if I'm okay with you being a whore, I guess my only response is that you are what you see yourself as. Are you a whore or are you a professional?"

She got up and wrapped her arms around me.

"How you see yourself is how others will treat you, honey," she told me as she held me tightly. "We're better than everyone else because we don't let people treat us like whores."

***

That night, the kids met me in the lobby of the building and ...

... Jennifer, my mentor, took me up to my new apartment and showed me everything I needed to know. She told me I would have a few days to settle in. On her way out, she handed me a card with a date, time, and place to meet her to begin my new job. As she was leaving, people began showing up with boxes of things from my previous house. When they were done, a large delivery of food was made. Two men rolled a cart in with so many things that I couldn't keep track of it all. I was overwhelmed.

One of the men pulled a bottle of wine out of a bag and handed it to me.

"This is from Dylan," he told me.

There was a card attached but I sat it down intending to read it later.

The kids were so excited with their new environment. They had a lot of questions and I answered them as best I could. I showed them around the floor and told them they would be going to school there. Every new bit of information brought on more questions that I didn't have answers for. I smiled at them and told them that it was all new to me as well and we were all learning together. Before bed that night, they both told me that I seemed happy and that was what made them happy. While I wasn't sure what my future had in store for me, I was certainly glad I made the choice to go there that day.

I spent my time alone that night thinking about all the information Mom told me. I didn't make my peace with it all, but I felt better knowing more about my past. I also revisited my feelings about having sex with my ...