The Escort

Chapter One

It's raining obnoxiously right now. I'm wet, cold, and dirty. My night just can't get any worse than this.

I hear loud chatter then turn around. I see a group of women chatting. They walk in this building and I follow them. They all stop and stare at me. I walk to the concierge.

"Hi." I say. The woman just looks me up and down. "Is there anyway you could let me shower in one of your rooms?" I ask.

"No, now get out." She spits at me.

"Please. I just need to take a quick shower. I'll be out in no time." I say.

"I said no now exit the building." She says.

"I am begging you. I haven't showered in two days and I feel so disgusting. Please just let me shower. I have twenty bucks on me. I know it's not much but please just let me take a quick shower." I beg. Before she can speak someone whistles. I look around then see this middle aged woman walking towards us. She's in this long, red silk dress, black pumps and her hair has beach curls. She's beautiful, but you can tell her beauty is prosthetic. She's obviously had work done.

"Sandra what's all the commotion about?" The woman asks.

"This beggar wants to use one of our rooms and I've repeatedly asked her to leave." Sandra says.

"I am not a beggar. I didn't ask for food or for money. I simply asked to take a shower." I say. The woman looks at me with an arched brow. "I'll just go." I say.

"There's no need for that sweetheart. Sandra give her room number 12 on the tenth floor." The woman says. Sandra hands me a key.

"Thank you. I'll get out of here as fast as I can." I say.

"Take your time sweetheart. There's no need to rush yourself." She says.

"Thank you so much." I say. I walk to the elevator then press the button. It opens and I walk in then press the number ten. Doesn't take too long for me to reach and the doors open. I make my way to the room then open the door. My jaw drops slightly. It's so extravagant. I close the door then walk around. "Holy shit!" I exclaim. I find my way to the room then drop my bags. I hop in the bathroom and almost have a heart attack. The luxury is real. Hurriedly, I peel off my clothes then hop in the shower. There's soap, shampoo and conditioner in here already.

My shower was amazing. It was just too good. It's breaking my heart that I have to leave soon.

I tie my robe then walk out rubbing my hair in the towel. I scream when I see the woman from in the lobby sitting on the bed. She smiles slightly.

"You were really enjoy yourself in there." The lady says.

"Yeah. It was the best shower I've taken in years." I say. She nods slightly.

"What's your name sweetheart?" She asks.

"Zara, Zara Williamson." I say.

"Well Zara I'm Candice Stevens, but everyone just calls me Candy." She says.

"It's nice to meet you Candy. I really appreciate you letting me take a shower. I'll be out of here in no time." I say.

"I actually have a proposition for you." She says.

"What is it?" I ask.

"You see I run a business in this complex. I actually own all of this." She says.

"That's cool. It must cost a fortune. What kind of business do you run?" I ask.

"It's an escort business. Do you know what an escort is?" She asks.

"No." I say.

"Well I hire select women. They have to be a certain standard of beautiful of course. We train you. How to dress, how to act, how to please men and s-"

"So high class prostitution." I say.

"Hey! Don't you ever call my girls prostitutes. They have more class than that." She snaps.

"I'm sorry. You can continue." I say. She clears her throat.

"Anyway an escort is when you're paid to escort a gentlemen out. Not just any men; rich men. Business owners, corporate owners, millionaires and billionaires. You're paid by the hour depending on how much you're offered per hour of course. Some men pay half a million to escort you for the whole night." She says.

"They pay that much just for arm candy?" I ask.

"Ridiculous right? Well it's a good system. I have twelve complexes in twelve different states. I started out when I was eighteen working for a small escort company and saved up till I was able to start my own business." She explains.

"Wait? These men come back and continue to pay for arm candy? I am very confused." I say. She chuckles slightly.

"Sweetheart these men don't just come back for arm candy. If you have a high paying customer then you know what you have to do to ensure that he comes back." She says.

"But that's prostitution." I say.

"Actually it's not." She says.

"Oh but it is." I say.

"No it's not. You're being paid to be an escort. It's your choice on whether you want to sleep with them or not. That's how it's not prostitution." She says.

"It still is." I say.

"How?" She asks.

"You see if a man escorts you then gets good sex out of it then he comes back. It's clear that he didn't come back for your personality. He came for sex. In his mind he's paying you to have sex with him and technically he's right. It's basically sleeping with him to make sure he comes back to give you more money to get sex. That is prostitution. You can try to find all the ways around it to not make it prostitution but it is. I mean lets be real with one another. These men are paying for sex not an escort." I say. She looks very annoyed.

"You're one of those people." She groans. She shakes her head then sighs. "Take off your robe." She says.

"What?!" I exclaim.

"You're a woman and I'm a woman. Now, take off your robe." She says. I take off my robe. She turns me around and plays with my butt. "You have a phenomenal ass." She says.

"Uh thanks." She says. I turn around. She stands up then touches my chest. "You have a small chest. You're still an A cup. Nothing a little boob job can't fix." She says.

"What?! No! I am not getting fake boobs." I protest.

"Suit yourself. You also have no shape. If you didn't have an ass you'd look twelve." She says.

"You're so kind." I say.

"Well I don't want to rush your answer to my proposition. You get a good nights sleep then give me your answer in the morning." She says. She leaves my room and I smile. An actual good nights rest in a luxurious room with a luxurious bed. I'm in heaven right now.

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It's kind of slow, but it will pick up. I can assure that.

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                   ~YasminJean