The Escort

He leans over and starts stroking my thigh. He examines my body attentively. He leans in then starts kissing my neck. I would be lying if I said that it didn't feel good, but I know better than to sleep with someone I just met.

"Nikolai." I say. He grasps my chest with his free hand. Softly, I remove his lips from my skin. "Nikolai no." I say.

"What's wrong?" He asks, loosening his tie.

"I'm not going to have sex with you." His facial expression changed within an instant. He looked so certain, but now he looks disconcerted.

"What?" Puzzlement in his tone.

"You're a very handsome man and very kind, but I don't know you. I made it very clear that I had no intention on having relations with you."

"But I paid you." I sigh softly.

"You can't purchase sex from me. I'm an escort, not a prostitute." I give him one last hug. "I had a great time. It would mean a lot if you came back again." I wait for him to respond but he looks away instead.

"Get out of my car."