Identity Illusion

Chapter 13

Stripping off my jeans and shirt and laying back on my hotel bed wearing only my boxers, I closed my eyes. It was 4am and my mind was still buzzing. I had not long ago left the club and the company of Claire Jenson, or should I say Angel.

The transformation of Claire from the studious, effortlessly sexy girl next door into the sultry, stripping vamp was remarkable. She had been forced into this role but she had taken to it like a duck takes to water. She was superb on stage and her body accentuated in its shape with the explicit addition of curled hair, heavy make up, and of course hardly any clothes!

I had spent two nights with her now. She had cost me the best part of $1,500 dollars in cash, and for some of the damn time we had only been talking, but boy was she worth it! Claire still had no idea who I was and still faithfully believed that her mother was in some sort of trouble and that she, Claire, was helping her to get out of.

I glanced at the clock on the wall. I smiled thinking that my little 'Angel' would be getting home about now. It was time for some fly on the wall action. I switched on the screen and activated the camera software. The house was empty, maybe I was too early. I dragged my tired body off the bed and slid my boxers down my legs. Time for a shower before bed.

I switched on the water but I could still smell her strong perfume on my arms and hands and I paused a moment to inhale it some more. I stepped into the shower and allowed the luxurious hot water to relax me. I signed and washed myself in white foaming body wash.

Ten minutes later I was back in front of the camera screen, just as my subject was opening her door, there she was, my Angel. Same hair, same made up face just this time wearing jeans and a t-shirt. I turned up the volume.

"Crap mom, why, why, why are you making me do this? What's the point, I hate the job, it's so humiliating, so embarrassing and I don't know why you are making me do it." growling to herself, she sank into a chair her head burried in her hands and sobbed. It confused me a little as she seemed so comfortable in the club, especially as she seemed very close to one other, older girl there,  like a natural! But my plan was to unsettle her, to get Claire well out of her comfort zone, and maybe now it was time to step up a gear!

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The following morning I woke late after two very late nights at the club. Claire was not working tonight . I was begining to miss my own bed. I had been in this hotel for several weeks. It was filled with luxury but even that can get too much. Still, I was too close to Claire now to even consider leaving just yet.

I opened the laptop and switched on my email. Time for a new 'mommy' message.

My darling Claire Bear,
I am receiving reports of what you have done for me and everyone is very grateful, especially me, your mom, who is also very proud of you. I expect you are wondering what is going on? Well my darling daughter I am afraid that I can't tell you much except to say how vitally important it is that you follow my instructions. I know you are not working tonight but tomorrow you are back there.

There is a man. The man you have been spending time with the last two nights. He is key to what is going on here. Claire, myself and three other people, all from our Government, are in trouble. We are cut off from our people. We have little food and the people who would harm us are moving in. We have virtually no time. This man can help us. He is able to exert influence where it matters. But ...

... Claire bear, he wants more from you. He did not go into detail but your imagination works like mine and we can guess,right?  He will be at the club tomorrow and he will ask for more, sexual things, and he wants them in the club. So you need to figure out a way to disable the camera in the appropriate area of the club, or at least make sure someone has your back.