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DiscreetOfficeServices.Com... Chapters 5--6
Date: 3/29/2024, Categories: Occupations, Author: campusvamp
... at the loss of a tip. Just curious why I was a client paying for sex if I was a call girl. "Marla has a party scheduled for tomorrow and..." "The bachelor party," she asked, and I nodded. Sandra laughed, "I'm one of the girls Marla is sending! You too?" I nodded, "The thing is, I wasn't lying about never having been with a woman, so Marla sent me to you to, you know, break me in." "Well, girlfriend, consider yourself broken in! Damn! I haven't had so much fun with a client in a year." We continued to chat for the rest of our meal. I told her about Marla roping me into the bachelor party because I needed money for an apartment so I could save my shoes Marla was holding hostage. I was apologizing again for not having tip money for her when she stopped me. Grinning, Sandra looked up and nodded her head in the direction of our suite. "You know, Vivian. We have a perfectly good hotel suite sitting empty upstairs. It's paid for until check-out time tomorrow. Are you doing anything tonight?" "No, I live at home. My Mom and I usually watch movies together but..." Sandra interrupted me in disbelief, "You're a call girl and you live at home?" I nodded. "With your mom and dad?" I nodded again. "Holy shit, Vivian! How old are you? Please, God! Tell me you're legal!" "I'm eighteen," I replied a little defensively and Sandra blew out a relieved breath. "Do your parents know..." I interrupted, "Hell, no! My parents think I work as an office temp. ...
... That's one reason I agreed to do the party tomorrow. I need the money to rent an apartment here in the city where I can keep my stuff. You know, like, clothes that would make my mom faint if she knew I wore them." "Look, call your mom. Tell her I've invited you for a sleepover. I'll talk to her to back up your story. We're going to eat popcorn, watch old movies and talk about boys" Sandra reached across the table to put her hand on top of mine. She smiled smugly, "I'm sure we can find something to do in a hotel suite to while away the night." I was on my phone in seconds letting Mom know that my friend Sandra had invited me to stay the night. Today was Friday. I'd have time to go home and pack a bag for two nights instead of for one. Not that I expected to wear much the night of the bachelor party! Sandra was on her phone while I was telling Mom about the change in my plans. She yelled, "Hi, Mom!" at my phone while covering her phone with a hand. I ended my call while Sandra was still on hers. I caught our server's attention and paid for our food while she talked. It was still early in the afternoon. If I left now, I could easily be back by 5 PM with a bag packed. I told Sandra that when she hung up. "That's perfect! That was Marla I was talking to. She's going to call around and see if any clients would like a Friday night threesome with two crazy girls," Sandra told me while a finger lightly traced a crooked path over the back of my hand. Just that touch had ...