My Sweet Prostitute (English Translation)

Chapter 1

Lauren's POV

Shit. I need sex.

It was 10 p.m. White Chicks had just pass on the TV, and I was starting to talking with myself.

Excellent Lauren. Go crazy and talk to yourself!

I haven't had sex for six weeks. In my standards, that was a long time. However, that driving force that was constant in my life before, it was currently falling off my list of priorities. Well, I last six weeks with no sex, more than that, I can't stand.
I'm not made of steel. 

I put on some jeans, a black blouse, and my leather jacket. I drive my Porsche Cayenne to the place where I usually go, when I feel horny looking for a woman.

The street was deserted and silent as always.
A very discreet little pink neon sign glowed over a well-adorned door. "The Hills."

I entered the place without knocking. I was a regular costumer, I had already been here thousands of times. A dark environment, decorated in wood, housed upper-class men and beautiful and well dressed women. Most of the customers were gentlemen respectful outside of that environment. The weak light was nice, giving to the place an aura of mysterious and hot. The random songs, but always sensual,helped in the setting of the place.

There were two pretty girls preparing drinks on the main bar, some men flirted with them while they did their jobs. In the corners many sofas and tables were occupied by couples, some more discreet, others completely unabashed.

-"Lauren! Is that you?" I turned around and saw a familiar face.

-"Hi, Chloe."

-"Where have you been? I thought you had abandoned us."

-"I was away for a while. Problems at the office."—I lied.

-"You're going to have to make up for the days that you were absent then". —With a wink, Chloe pulled me to the bar, ordering the bartender girl to serve me a dose of whiskey.

-"Hi, Lauren!"
I turned around and saw three beauties. Samantha, a beautiful and very small brunette, Selena, a little short and with Latin features and Scarlet, a stunning blonde.

-"Hi girls. How are you doing?".

-"Good, but we missed you." —-The blonde replied, with a certain hint on her eyes—-Have you been frequenting other "environments"? Samantha asked.

-"No, I was traveling for business." I lied again.I didn't want to talk about the fact that my disappearance was due to my total lack of will in have sex, and that now I needed to get update.

-"Well, you need to relax then." Selena spoke massaging my shoulders, moving closer to me.

"All of them are free, Lauren." Chloe said smirking as if the girls weren't there.

It was then when I saw a girl that, until now, I had never seen before in The Hills.
A seemingly normal girl.
Long brown hair, tanned skin, Latin features, a little taller than Selena and she looked completely out of place.

-"Chloe, who is she?". Chloe and the three girls turned to look at the back of the room.

-"Oh, I almost forgot! You don't know her,
she arrived two weeks ago.
Her name is Camila."

A new girl.

It was even strange to find someone in that place who I hadn't been with. I've been with all, absolutely all the women who lived at The Hills (even Chloe, who wasn't a prostitute, only coordinated business).

-"Camila". —I repeated her name, looking at her with curiousity—"Is she good?" —I asked to Chloe.

"Well, during these two weeks, I didn't see any unsatisfied customers."—-She smiled.
"She seems shy and quite, but you know what they say...Quite ones are better in bed."

-"Humm...is she free?"

-"Sure, that's why she's down here." She smiled at me sympathetically and she dispense to the three girls who accompanied our conversation with a gesture of her hands. They left, and Chloe called Camila. She heard Chloe calling her and came in our direction. She wore a black button-down blouse with sleeves to the wrists, a jeans skirt tight and short, a white belt, black pants and high discreet shoes. She vaguely made me remember a rodeo girl. She was not vulgar, although everything about her was fair and short. She was just beautiful.

-"Camila...I want you to meet an old client of ours. This is Lauren."

-"Hello." The girl greeted me, without the slightest enthusiasm, completely different from the three girls who had just left here.

-"Hi Camila. Your name is just as beautiful as you are".

-"Thank you."

-"I see you're new here"

-"Yes. I arrived about two weeks ago."
I noticed that her eyes were a different brown. They seemed made of creamy chocolate, it was hard to explain. Her entire body exhaled a soft perfume and very nice.
On her neck, I could notice some bruises and marks of bites. I tried not to look.

-"Do you like it here?"—I asked her.

-"Well, it's better than my old life, anyway."—She spoke a little distracted, looking around. Her tone was not cheerful at all. It seems that she just had to accept the life she led. I imagined that no woman wanted to lead that life. However, the other girls from The Hills pretended to enjoy it. For me, some don't even they felt bad doing what they did. And yet that girl just doesn't behaved like them. It was very easy to see that Camila wasn't happy.

Chloe looked at her with a reproachful look so she hastened to correct herself.

-"But I'm still getting used to it, I'm sure at some point everything will be more comfortable for me. Everyone here is very nice."

-"I'm sure it will."—I spoke, still looking into her chocolate eyes—-Are you available now?"

She moved uncomfortably, as if I had scolded her and she had to accept the scolding.

-"Camila, Lauren is a Lady. I'm sure you will like it very much."—Chloe said, again with a fiery look at the girl who was now nodding.

-"Yes".—She lowered her head.—"I'm available. I'm going to my room, give me 10 minutes, I'll be waiting for you. Third door, Okay?".

-"Sure, Camila. I'll be there in 10 minutes." With that said, the girl turned and walked up the stairs near the wall to our left, to her room. I followed her with my eyes. That would be the strangest hooker that I would have sex with.

-"Sorry, Dear. Camila still hasn't gotten used to all this."—Chloe said.

-"It's okay. I need something new."
I wanted new experiences. I went to The Hills that night not expecting for a new girl, but for a simple good time. But fate was kind to me, putting Camila at my disposal.

She was new. It would be a new experience.
I didn't knew her, and the unknown was exciting.

"I'll give my verdict on your new acquisition later, Chloe." I drank the shot of whiskey and walked away from the bar, towards Camila's room.