Chapter 21

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Flavia: "get used to it. They only care about their own pleasure. After they come, it's over. Some actually try harder and enjoy pleasuring us, but the guy has to be good at doing it."

Bruna: "Your client was really sexy. Your hormones are probably acting up if you didn't get turned on by him." She laughed.

Manuela: "He did great on pleasuring me, I just wasn't in the mood." After saying that I changed the subject. I didn't want to talk about myself right now. "And your clients?" Directing the question to Flavia and Bruna.

Bruna: "Mine was a married guy who didn't perform oral on his wife for years."

Amanda: "Did he tell you that during sex?"

Bruna: "Obviously not, Amanda." She looked irritated at Her. "Him going down on me was just really bad."

Flavia: "oh, I had worse. The guy made me give him a blowjob for almost ninety five percent of the time he paid for. And it had this weird taste to it."

Amanda: "that's probably why most guys want you to deep throat then."

Flavia: "at least I get 3x more money then you?" She smiled wryly and we all laughed.

Helen called Amanda for her second show tonight. Lua and Jack had not yet returned to the dressing room.

Helen called to talk to Flavia, and after a few minutes she called out to Bruna. I was alone in the dressing room when she appeared again

Helen: "So, how was it?"

Manuela: "not so great"

Helen: "yeah,  get used to it. I didn't call for you because I think you should get more money since it is your first day. You already have a waiting list of men that want to be your client." She smiled and looked very cheerful. More clients for me equals more money for that bitch. "You can go home if you want." Then she left the dressing room.

I got dressed and left the night club. I then walked home. On the way, I of course had another opportunity to think of what my life had become.

Probably for the hundredth time today, tears rolled down my cheeks. I cried and screamed as loud as I could letting out my frustration about my new life. The streets were empty so no one heard anyways.

I soon got home and lied down on the couch. I stayed there, frozen staring at the ceiling.

I turned on the TV and tried watching it but I was just so distracted.

Someone put the key in the front door knob, turned and opened it. It was Guilherme, he was on the phone and when he saw me, he changed the subject that he was talking about to whoever he was talking to.

Guilherme: "Alright, then. I have to go. We'll continue to talk about it some other time Juli..."
He didn't finish saying the person's name. "Okay, love you."

It was like he was embarrassed to talk to the person in front of me.

I got up off the couch and stood facing him.

Manuela: "you say love you to your friends?" I raised an eyebrow.

Guilherme: "of Course not" He laughed, "it's no big deal."

Manuela: "Whatever" after our awkward conversation, he went up to his room and I went up to mine.

I slept pretty quick this night.

It was already morning of the day jus. Just when it was going to be the best part of my dream, Flavia woke me up. She said Helen wanted to chat with all of us. I didn't change my clothes and ran to the living room. All the girls were already sitting on the couches; even Guilherme was there. I was surprised.

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