Everything About Me

Chapter 4

My job...wasn't for everyone. Especially back then at that age. I was sold to the local whore house by my own step-mom. Surprisingly, the girls working there were kind. Even emphatic of me. The owner, Mrs. Hayden, took me under her wing. Of course, whatever money I made, I had to give half of it to that bitch of a woman.

I considered them my second family. But it wasn't easy keeping my life a secret from my school mates. At times, whenever there were group assignments, I would always opt to have the discussions at somewhere else and had to come up with new excuses as to why my place was not an option.

You'd think that working in such a dirty place would teach you nothing. On the contrary, I learned how to seduce, please, tease and use them to do my bidding. Things anyone at that age shouldn't be learning. But if you wanted to make the most, you had to.

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"So you're the new girl?" asked one. I looked up and saw a girl with fiery red hair and had a figure of a supermodel. She was absolutely stunning to say the least. "Um..y-yeah" I replied, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. "What's your name. And age chiquita?" asked another, in a rather thick accent. Spanish, perhaps? Walking up towards the red hair lady, a young girl, perhaps, 19, with sun kissed skin and dark ebony hair. She was more curvy compared to first. "Alexa. I'm 16." I answered. "Oh. A young one I see."

"Now girls," Mrs Hayden's voice said, "I want you to treat her nicely since she's new and inexperienced in the business. Think of her as your younger sibling."

A girl with tattoos, stood up and took my hand. I tensed up, scared that the same event would befall on me again. But to my surprised, she gently walked me towards the other girls and sat me down. "I'm Brieanne. You don't need to be scared, we're all family here." she said, squeezing my hand, assuring me her words. "Do you wanna tell us how you got here? It's fine if you don't want to."

I looked around me and saw that all the girls had huddled in close. It was the first time that I felt safe. "I..I-" something within me triggered and I told them. I told them what had happened. At the end of it, I cried. A wave of released. All the pain and emotions built up within me just exploded.

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"No Alexa. Not like that." said Isabella shaking her head. I was in the middle of practicing of my strip tease when she said that. "Then how? I don't get it how you're suppose to do it." I said, flopping next to her. "Ay...Alexa, hermanita, let me show you how its done." "Fine."

I adjusted myself, facing her. Her outfit today, a white buttoned up and short shorts. No denying this Spanish beauty anything. "First, always. ALWAYS make eye contact. Stare into the eyes." and so I did as she said and locked my eyes on hers. Tilting my chin up, she added, "You have an advantage with this, your violet eyes are very entrancing."

Now look down to your hands, that will guide him to look there and focus on your actions." My eyes trailing downwards to her hands as she slowly unbuttoned the top of her blouse, then another. Her tan skin, contrasting with her white blouse. I could feel my heart pounding with every movement.

She unbuttoned another, and traced her skin underneath. As if in a trance I followed her fingers as she traced her skin, from her neck to the curve of her breasts and the hem of her lacy bra. I didn't realized I was leaning in close to her, till she covered herself up again.

I heard soft chuckling from her. "You have much to learn but that was an okay performance for someone your age." she said, booping my nose. "Ah, sorry about that." "It's fine. Come. Your lesson for today is finished."

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I changed as a person. Emotionally, mentally,...physically. Every now and then, my step-mom would come by and demand half of the money I earned. School got harder as I progressed. Living as a student by day and a whore at night. My looks and habits became more noticeably as senior year came. If anything could trump what I had experience that traumatic night, it would be senior year.