Nights Of P

Freedom of Love

You love differently, and that's okay.

In the kingdom of Zexoria, desires festered, satisfied, sated. Forbidden, yet so renowned. It was both frowned upon and idolised. It was dubbed... the red-light district.

Deep in the corners of the slums, places one wouldn't normally step foot in. Within a dark, soundproof room, a woman slipped out of the bedsheets. Naked, she was, the curvature of her body most often sought-after. She stomped towards the door, falling into the arms of the first woman she saw, beautiful, red hair and emerald eyes.

"That bastard, he took my clothes with him when he left!" the naked woman yelled.

The woman sighed. "Good morning, Claire. This is why we made it a rule to put both of your clothes out to be washed after both of you take it off..." She looked away from her. "They'll get you a new dress. Can't be naked forever, can you?"

Claire smiled, her lilac eyes shimmering like jewels. "Thank you so much, Mika! For free, right? It's not docked from my pay?!"

Mika sighed. "Yes... it's not docked from your pay... they're not that heartless... your pay is commission-based after all..." She shoved a towel into Claire's hands. "Take a bath. Your next customer's apparently some kind of hotshot, paying double too just to clear your schedule tonight. He kept his identity a secret, but aura like that could only belong to some upper-class dude."

Claire used the towel to wrap around her body. "Woah, I must be famous enough to attract that kind of attention, huh? Hope he doesn't have a wife or a fianceé, I might get hunted down..."

Mika contemplated her words. "Hmm, well, don't most members of nobility get hitched pretty young?"

Claire gasped. "Oh man, so this guy's probably a cheater too... Oh well, money is money. What happens in the bedroom stays in the bedroom, that's the rule!"

"You bounce back quick," Mika commented.

Claire winked. "Can't be Claire-the-adaptable otherwise!"

The other woman giggled. "Don't they call you that because you can adhere to any preferences the customers have?"

"Oh, speaking of which, does this hotshot of ours have any types?"

Mika stared down at her clipboard. "Right... this says... to act as pure and inexperienced as possible... like a virgin?"

Claire laughed. "Ew, all men are the same! Even though they know for sure they're not my first, they still want to have that fantasy? I honestly don't get all the craze with virgins, but oh well, I'll keep that in mind!" She skipped away towards the bath. They always get more excited the more shy I act, she thought to herself. Crazed beasts.

She dipped herself into the warm water, letting her body be enveloped by the boundless comfort offered. She reached out towards her own personal bookshelf, grinning. Hehe, I wonder which romance series I should pick up next? Augh, I don't know who to ask recommendations from though!

My workmates have bad taste, and my customers don't care about me beyond what I can give them... fair though, I wouldn't ask them what they liked either unless they volunteered the information themselves. It's a job, not a date. Plus, a lot of customers go in incognito, so most of the times we're not permitted to ask any information about them...

She blew bubbles in the water, washing her arms silently. My work doesn't start until tonight, so I'll invite Mika out to...

...

I fell asleep...!

By the time Claire had woken up, it was an hour before the mysterious man was set to arrive. Assistants rushed to prepare her for the night as she was still half in a daze. Apparently she also almost drowned herself in the bath. Right, Claire thought to herself. I rarely ever sleep at night, do I?