The Girlfriend Experience Ch. 34 - Sex Stories

The Girlfriend Experience Ch. 34

... she refuses to listen to me.

On the other hand,she sure is getting a lot more dick right now than I am. Lindsay's head wagged back and forth in frustration.I hate Maryland as much as I hate Citronelle.

Whipping out her phone, Lindsay queued up Happy Ending Ranch's website and scanned her inbox with a raised eyebrow. Seventeen new private messages since she last checked at noon. Followers of the Kayleigh Legion were nothing if not loyal and inquisitive, asking for any update on both the brothel's future and her own life. Cute of them. It was part of the package deal that came with being a finalist for Courtesan of the Year.I can't believe I was nominated. Preferred clients like Darius, Javion, and Ryker wanted to interact withKayleigh and feel like they were in her world, just as they had been in her body - particularly her vagina - multiple times.

Yeah, can't do it. Lindsay sighed and closed the window.Kayleigh is so much more interesting and fun than Lindsay, isn't she? The twenty-year-old would answer her messages later tonight.Lindsay is a dumb, pathetic girl who alienated her entire family and has a garbage job in a garbage town. She'd keep her loyal clients hungry with a reply for when (or if) the brothels reopened.The governor says our industry is nonessential; we are at the bottom of the totem pole, and I'm afraid COVID may be Nevada's answer to finally keeping the brothels closed forever.

A dismal frown forged itself across Lindsay's face.I need ...

... my job, myreason to live,back.

She tapped the phone and opened her main e-mail inbox, the same one she'd used for the past eight years. Lindsay had received a message - an offer - from a certain someone in her past almost a week ago and had been contemplating it ever since.

From: Phalen, Benjamin

To: Anastacio, Lindsay

Sent: July 5, 2020, 11:19am EST

Subject: Come visit me

Lindsay -

Hey, slave girl, how are you? I hear how you're struggling and COVID has you down. I'm willing to up my offer to $30,000 in cash if you would travel to Utah and spend three days (72 hours minimum) with me. I can even arrange for you to fly on a private jet if that makes you more comfortable. It's been well over a year since we last saw each other at the Tuesday night gangbangs and I STILL wonder what it would be like to play with you one-on-one. I promise there won't be anyone - no Marvin, Jeff, Sam, Eddie, Trent, Rick, certainly no Mike - other than me.

Just keep in mind that if you agree to this, I will be very hard on you, I'm afraid, much harder than anyone ever has been before. I am saying this because I want you to know it and not be surprised.

But I have a feeling you could handle that, am I right?

At the same time, know that you will be safe and cared for, and I will respect your boundaries.

Take a few days to think about this if need be. Whatever schedule works for you works for me. It would be my honor to help and provide for you in these uncertain ...