The next Sunday morning, May gets dressed in last night's clothes at an ever-familiar room.
It's not like the week has wrought her a conclusion on whether she wants a particular friend of Stephan's to know her occupation, but it's made her reach the conclusion that it has to be an initiative from him. "Have you mentioned to anyone that you are a hooker's regular?"
Surprisingly, he's awake at this hour. "Ummmmm...no..." He sits up to properly address her. He is among the various people Theresa does not consider cute with sex hair. "I mean, what would I even about our relationship?"
"What do you mean? You're a client." It that the reason he's been avoiding it? She knew getting a regular would come with implications, she gets enough from a couple of appointment clients. "This is a strictly professional relationship, what could you possibly doubt about our standing?"
"God, I know. I'm not looking for anything beyond shacking no. I think I might mention it to them I'm seeing a hooker then."
"As long as it's clear the 'just shacking' part."
What is she even saying? It's not like Jake looks like the kind of guy to approve of 'just shacking' relationships with hookers.
She needs to leave.
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Short StoryIn which a hooker falls in love with her client's roommate. snippet: "She'd wanted to slap him. Right across that goddamn handsome face. But then again, he is right. Isn't he? She is actually a whore. Isn't she?"
