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DiscreetOfficeServices.Com... Chapters 5--6
Date: 3/29/2024, Categories: Occupations, Author: campusvamp
Chapter 5... Nine Months Past... Dawdling in the hotel's hallway, I felt as nervous as I had the first time I'd been sent to meet a client. Glancing at my watch I saw more seconds I was being billed for tick past. Mustering my nerve, I tapped on the door. The woman who answered looked to be in her mid-twenties. Her beauty was astonishing. I shouldn't have been so surprised. Marla ran a small and exclusive service. She only managed beautiful girls. "Vivian," she asked in a pleasant alto. When I nodded, she opened the door wider. "Come in. I'm Sandra." As I entered, I couldn't help noticing the contrasts between myself and Sandra. I was wearing sandals and she had on three-inch platforms. I was still taller by at least three inches. Sandra's breasts were small, mine were large. Her permanent olive tan and dark, thick hair said Mediterranean heritage just as emphatically as my pale skin and blonde hair proclaimed my Scandinavian bloodline. "Vivian? Would you like something to drink," Sandra asked as she closed the door. When I said I liked bourbon on the rocks, she began busying herself at the mini-bar while I stood in the center of the room, uncertain what to do. I couldn't help thinking that I was collecting quite an assortment of names: Olivia to my friends and family, Viv to my clients. I was Tisla to secretaries when I met clients at their office. And now I was Vivian to call girls I booked! It was getting crowded in my brain, but my life certainly wasn't ...
... dull! Sandra handed me my drink and her soft hand on my arm led me to the couch. She sat in the middle so I'd have to sit close to her. Sandra twisted on the couch to face me and her hand seemed to naturally come to rest on my thigh just above my knee. Call Girl 101: Make physical contact with the client. Her moves were so practiced and smooth I wondered how long she'd been a working girl. Much longer than me, I assumed. Having to look up to meet my eyes didn't seem to faze her. Instead, she smiled a wolfish grin and took a long sip from her drink. "I was told you were pretty. I never hoped you'd be so beautiful." Call Girl 101: Make small talk and compliment your client to put her at ease.I felt like I should be taking notes. I eyed the drink Sandra had put in my hand. These mini-bar drinks weren't cheap. Add in the cost of a suite instead of a room... Then how much Marla was charging me for Sandra. I never worried about the cost when I was working on Sandra's side of appointments. My clients might be so well off financially that they could afford me with what they considered pocket change, but I was wondering if I could afford this! We sipped our drinks and made small talk. Before I knew it my glass was empty. Sandra walked over and came back with another without my asking. I think she'd made it a double. She didn't refill her glass. Sitting closer to me, Sandra's hand returned to rest higher on my thigh. Her other arm rested on top of mine on the back of the couch. I ...