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The Escort (Part VI)

Erik

I wasn't feeling my brother's ultimatum on how to handle Hazel. How the fuck he gone tell me what to do when she was the last thing on his mind, until I presented him with a proposition. Check this out, Adonis and I have known Hazel for 3 years, and I always wanted her but of course, she was taken. I'd always talk to Adonis about it, but instead of coming so strong, he attempted to get to know her.

It wasn't my style at first, but I followed my brother's lead. I was the total opposite of Adonis and I think that's what drew Hazel to me. Adonis was reserved, and I was outgoing and blunt with my thoughts and actions. Because of this, we developed a strong friendship over the years. However, our relationship changed when she and her longtime boyfriend Victor parted ways; she felt like she needed me. Hazel grew closer to me in a way that altered the course of our relationship.

Hazel and I have shared intimate moments concerning life plans, kids, and moving away from this Miami shit one day. Hazel and I had this connection that, she'd be fulfilled off words; and I wanted to show her how I felt about her; rather than tell her. I know Hazel's been through a lot with Victor, but she deserves to feel good; feel special, and I wanna do her body right. Unfortunately, Hazel was holding back from me anytime I wanted to take it there. I tried things at her pace, taking baby steps; but these kisses and touching here and there just wasn't doing it for me.

As time progressed between Hazel and I, I noticed that my urges grew more and more for her in a physical manner. The little nibbles she'd give here and there made me wanna devour her. I couldn't help myself and I knew that if I pressured her, our relationship would crumble. Hazel craved attention, I was willing to give that to her; but at what cost would it benefit me? I decided to minimize my time with her, hoping she'd take the hint. It frustrating as hell to come home with a hard ass dick, and ain't shit being done about it.

I know Hazel wanted more of me, but I needed to occupy my time and see things from a different perspective. During this time, I decided to spend some more time with my brother Adonis at his gym and help out a bit. I quickly learned that Adonis would service his clients during and after hours of his gym. Adonis was reluctant to letting me in on his extracurricular activities, but he agreed to show me the ropes. When Adonis opened his gym, he became infatuated with a client and from there it turned physical outside of working out. Overtime, the relationship flourished; but he revealed that things had changed. The woman he was involved with began paying him each time she met with Adonis. Adonis also revealed to me that she was seeing other people and that these people would give her money. I know my brother wasn't too fond of this, but as the money started rolling in, he didn't care anything about who his client was seeing, as long as she was ready to play and had cash in hand.

Somehow along the way, Adonis decided he wanted a cut of whatever she had going on and he's been doing this ever since. He didn't want me involved, but I didn't want to be in his gym forever teaching classes, so I decided I'd give it a try. He suggested that I start with someone I felt comfortable with, and gradually let the relationship progress. As bad as I wanted Hazel to be my first client, I knew her fragile heart couldn't take it. Since I knew that Hazel's friends were comfortable with me, and had an attraction towards me; I decided to start there. As soon as I got my feet wet, I couldn't stop. The money was good and so was the sex. I was able to set my own hours, and still workout in the gym with my brother to scout potential clients.

As my work-load increased, I didn't have time for Hazel as much as I used to; and I was honestly happy. I mean, what's the point of being in the house all night with someone you're attracted to, can't fuck, and you ain't making no money. That's a waste of my time and hard dick. Anytime Adonis & I were out with clients, we'd always share our locations with one another in case something ever went down. In this business you're likely to come across someone who's married or in a serious relationship. It's been a few times I've had to sneak out of the house when I could hear the footsteps of a client's husband coming to the door. The shit is scary no joke, but the thrill of it and making my client's pay extra; it's all worth it at the end of the day.