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There Is No Sanity Clause

There Is No Sanity Clause

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Mystery
Most of my regulars get a codename after a while. There's Bender, a guy who's addicted to many things, got his millions by making risky decisions and who doesn't care enough to maintain a real relationship, saying hiring me is much less effort. Then there's the Widower (creative, I know) who pays me to escort him to events and look pretty on his side. That's all; he doesn't want sex, only someone to accompany him. His wife died two years ago and he doesn't want another relationship just yet--not even a paid one with an escort like myself. And let's not forget about my favorite, Ares. I don't only call him that because he looks like a Greek god but because his company sells certain products to the military. Why he needs an escort only to ask for the GFE when he could get literally any woman in the world is beyond me. Also, there's also Hunter. This isn't a codename. I know him from university where we made a bet that I lost and now he showed up to make me pay my debt. It's a date we're talking about; one normal date. Hunter knows what I do for a living and he's willing to pay for our meetings until I finally say yes to that date. But Ares returns to the city and makes an offer I can't say no to, which immediately makes it impossible for me to pay my dept to Hunter.
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