You Could Call it Prostitution...

A Breakthrough....Hopefully</3

Atlanta POV

               “Actually Babe, do mind if we just cuddle?” River asks. “I would really enjoy that……” I hesitate.  “……Can we watch a movie??” River jumps up and heads to his closet. “That’s a fantabulous idea!” he says, dragging out a 5’ by 8’ DVD rack. “Do you have Easy A?” I ask. He smiles and puts it in the DVD player. I lay there cuddling and laughing with River throughout the whole movie. When it ends, River says, “Why don’t you go get into something more comfy? There are some sweats and t-shirts in my closet. I’ll put in another movie.” I’m shocked that a client actually doesn’t want sex. He’s attractive too. He shouldn’t have any trouble with girls. In fact, I’m surprised he is having me change. I wonder how long he paid for. I stride over to his closet and change into one of his Harley Davidson t-shirts and some black sweats. River walks up and just hugs me. “I want to see that beautiful face of yours.” I mumble, “It’s not all that beautiful or unique.” “Of course it is. You don’t need all this,” he says, wiping off my makeup with his finger. “No matter what, you can’t say that my face is unique. I have an identical twin.” He just smiles. “That’s where you are wrong, my dear. You are the most beautiful girl I’ve ever laid eyes on.”

I start to feel uncomfortable. “Anyone that’s ever said that was just lying so I would be happy to have sex with them….Then the next day they would drop me back off at that hellhole.” River embraces me. “Well, I’m different. The first time I saw you, I knew that I had to get to know you. The only way I knew how to contact you was like this. I paid to have you for a week. I’m not gunna push you to do anything you don’t want to. I can’t stand the fact that you are scared of me. I hate it. They have drilled fear into you. All I want is to see you smile because of me.” I start to smile, but decide to hold back. Smiling is a sign of weakness. Crying is a sign of weakness. Everything but fear is WEAK. Isis says that all the time. She drilled it into our brains as River had stated. He sighs, breaking my intense thought. “Ready to watch another movie?” he asks softly. I nod and we lay back on the bed.

When A Walk to Remember ends, I’m on the verge of bawling and River is…….sleeping. “Well isn’t that great?” I say to myself. River turns towards me, and I just embrace the snuggling. After an hour or so, I fall asleep in River’s arms. I must have been having a nightmare because I wake up to River in my face, squeezing the hell outta me. “Squeezing…….Uh, killing….the small….girl,” I say. He loosens his grip, whispering something almost inaudible. I get closer trying to hear. Finally, he whispers it just a little bit louder. “I will get you out if it’s the last thing I do.” I gasp.

Blaine POV

“I can’t believe all those chicks out there tonight,” I say to one of the other girls. “I know! I didn’t think that lesbian night would be so popular. I hope they don’t do this very often,” she responds. “Don’t count on it. If they make a lot, they will do it more often. You know that. Remember when we did one Halloween show? Now, we have to dress up all the time.” She sighs and we reach her room. “Well goodnight. Good luck on your quota tomorrow.” I feel myself tense up. “You too.” I make my way to the Ashe room. God! I can’t wait to get out of here. I’m going to be forced to stay here if I turn eighteen while still here. The contract would be null and void. I don’t think I could stand being here another three years. “Hey Sky, you ready?” I ask hesitantly. She sadly nods. I grab her hand and we walk to ‘his’ headquarters. I let out a deep breath and we walk in, Isis on our heels.

“Where’s the other one?” he asks. “The little bitch had a request. She’ll be gone for a week,” Isis snaps, somehow seductively. He smirks. “She’s lucky. Do you have your papers?” We all hand him the signed paper. “Where’s Josh?” he immediately asks. Crap! Crap! Crap! Crap! He knows. Sky squeezes my hand in fear. “He was here earlier. I believe he said that he would be gone for the next couple days helping Olivia with her quota,” Isis says. “Good boy.” He sets the papers down and stamps them. “None of you need punishment tonight, but I will take one of you and give them a present.” Isis throws herself at the chance to sleep with the Boss. He smirks. “See the rest of you ladies tomorrow night.” We nod and scurry out of the office. “Thank God Isis is such a whore. I have a feeling it wasn’t really a present,” I say to Sky. She laughs with a slight hint of fear. I help her into bed. “Goodnight baby,” I say and turn off the lights.

Isis POV

“So, you into dominant and submissive or BDSM?” I say, climbing onto his lap. He replies, “Both, but tonight I want you to be the submissive and we will climb into my big comfy bed and just have a little bit of fun. What d’ you think Babe?” “Sounds perfect,” I breathe into the crook of his neck. He picks me up and carries me to his huge bedroom in the middle of all the girls’ rooms, leaving the door wide open. “So open, I love it,” I say, growling. “I want the girls to know what they are missing when they don’t finish their quotas.” He brings out handcuffs and lays me on my back. He smirks, “You ready to have the time of your life Babe?” I smirk back, “Any time Daddy.” He has his way with me. I moan quite loudly to make sure everyone could hear. When he is finished and I get some strength back, I ask, “Do you happen to have spare cig?” He looks at me a moment. “I have a cigar but you can’t smoke the whole thing.” I nod and put on my robe. He hands it to me, and I go sit on the stage. Once I light up, I begin thinking. I’m here. Why not embrace it? I already have an STD…….that I just gave to the Boss. Oh well, he probably gave me like 4 more. If I’m stuck here and already have this crap, I just need to make others realize that it’s the only choice right? I just keep doing this the rest of my life….right? Right??