I put my tight black dress over my head and squeeze my body into it, zip up the side and walk out into the living room.
"Well?"
"Hmmm... bit much you wanna play it more.. professional not stripper"
I look at Candy and Amber stunned as this is the most expensive dress I have.
"Right ok..."
"Leather trousers, white lace top and red shoes"
Amber nods and agrees
"It says I'm sexy but not a tart that sleeps around"
I take myself back into the bedroom and put on my leather trousers, white top and red shoes.
"PERFECT" they squeal in excitement
I take my hair out of the messy bun its in and start to section it for curling.
"Are you nervous"
"Very, I've never done this before what do we talk about? what do i say?"
Amber takes the curling tong out of my hands and began to curling the sections of hair, I never could curl it properly.
"Just be yourself babes, calm cool and confident"
"I mean it's just a business trip thats all, surely he's gonna just ignore you, your just the arm candy"
I begin to put on the sparkly bracelet and matching ear rings Hope got me for mother's day, it was from a discount shop but it didn't matter to me it was perfect. As the girls chat about general stuff, I zone out and try and calm myself down. My palms began to sweat, I began to bite the skin off my lip and then attacked my nails.
"Lola, Lola... hello"
I quickly zone back in
"oh sorry guys just..."
"Freaking out" Amber butted in
"Look its just the money you need not the man go and enjoy the free drink and booze and get this over with"
I stand up and take a look at myself in the long broken mirror behind the door, I looked so classy and elegant. I didn't look like the stripper in big stiletto's and tiny shorts I looked like Riley.
"Thank you, thank you guys so much"
We all come in for a giant hug and it was so comforting, it really made me relax.
"Hope's in ballet...."
"We know we know now go"
They push me out the door rolling their eyes and laughing
"She's fine she's in good hands relax and enjoy it"
They close the door and I feel sick, this was it, this was the moment I was selling myself for money. I kept telling myself over and over and over it was a good cause it was going to help us and make our life better. My hands were sweating and my legs were wobbling as I took steps into dark, cold run down street.
I begin to walk and take deep breaths I was just.. playing a character like Pretty Woman I kept reassuring myself this was ok, it was the right thing to do. I walked over to the large black car with tinted black windows as the driver opened the door for me
"Thank you" I smiled and scooted my way inside.
I continued to give myself a pep talk, staring at the outside world feeling like it was judging me.
"umm.. excuse me sir" I asked the driver
"Where are we going"
"For dinner madam" He continued to stare not taking his eyes off the road.
After a silent 20 minute ride we arrive at the destination, as the driver announces. We pull up to a huge house with white walls and black gates and the greenest grass I've ever seen. He opens the car door and ushers me inside the house. I stare at the large white walls with satin curtains and large black tiles on the ground.
"Please sit"
I walk into the dining room and I'm handed a glass of champagne, I thank the waiter and continue to look around. Theres a large vase of roses on the table but no pictures just paintings around the walls. Its very cold, plain looking with white walls and black tiles it needed a woman's touch.
As I take a sip on my champagne I am interrupted with large heavy feet slapping against the tiles and then they stop. I turn around and this giant is standing in front of me in a black suite, white shirt with a very shiny rolex watch on his arm. He makes his way over to the dining table and sits down pushing a white paper document towards me
"This is our contact, you need to sign it"
"Hang on a second I haven't even read it"
He laughed and placed his large hands on the table.
"Take your time"
I placed my glass on the marble table and began to read the 12 paged document. Separate rooms, no interaction I must not tell anyone about my profession, meals and drinks are all included. Free time when not needed and I must know about him and his profession.
"Looks good" I began to sign the document and push it back towards him. He takes out a envelope and pushes it towards me
"50% of payment up front, get what you need"
He gets up off the chair and leaves the room leaving me alone with my champagne. I sip the bitter liquid and start to nosey around the house. I stare at how big and fancy and expensive everything is in amazement at how one person could have so much. I take a quick peak around and notice the swimming pool in the garden and the large patio it was absolutely beautiful. It looked over the whole city and I loved looking at the lights.
"You still here"
my thoughts are quickly interrupted
"Yeah, sorry you just left so I..."
"Were being nosey"
I turn around so my back is towards him and stare out at the view.
"Its absolutely beautiful here"
"The car will take you back now, see you in 2 days I will have a car pick you up and bring you to the airport"
"Where are we going"
"Paris"
I open my mouth with excitement and clap my hands together
"NO WAY!! Ive always wanted to go there" I squeal
"Its business not pleasure, don't forget what I paid you for"
He stares at me cold, and I knew it was my time to leave. The car journey back was yet again silence and I think of all the things I was going to do when I had free time. We arrived at my apartment and I leaped out of the car before the driver could open the door
"Bye see you in two days"
I run inside and race up the stairs and into my apartment. The girls jump up from the sofa in a panic at the door flying open.
"Im going to Paris"
YOU ARE READING
Lola Nights
RomanceRiley was a 17 year old having a affair with her best friends father and then becomes pregnant. After being disowned by her family for shaming the family she had to fend for her little family herself. With no qualifications or money she turned foun...