"Ohhh..." The man moaned, as he took one final thrust into me. I faked my orgasm, as I had to everynight. If you had to screw a 40 year old man would you actually orgasm? I don't think so.
I cringed as he pulled out of me. "That was great baby." He said throatily. I forced a smile at him as I started to put my clothes on. He handed me a $50 dollar bill, I stared at it, before grabbing it and stuffing it into my skirt pocket.
"Hey! Maybe we could get together some other time?" He called, as I stalked down the hall. I pulled my skirt down a little. And ignored him as I stepped into the elevator. I leaned against the wall, closing my eyes. I felt so....dirty. But I couldn't get out of this job. Not now, Not yet.
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"Let's hit the clubs!" A.j. chanted. Nick sank back into the passenger seat.
"Nah..I don't feel like it tonight, man." He said, gazing out the window. A.j. looked over at him. Nick laughed. "What? Just because I don't feel like it you think I'm not Nick or sumthin'?" He questioned. A.j. shrugged.
"Come on man.." A.j. groaned. Nick shook his head. "C'mon! Your coming!" He said finally, putting the car into park. Nick moaned, covering his face with his hands. "Don't act like it's a chore."
"Damn feels like it." Nick mutted up, as he opened the side door, stepping out into the warm breeze. A.j. cheered as he got out. Nick rolled his eyes with a smile.
They walked towards the club. Passing some business buildings on the way.
"Hey, Hey..Well Hello there." A.j. said slyly to me, I was standing on the corner. My usual spot. Nick noticed that I wasn't going anywhere. "Weird." He thought to himself.
*No One's Point Of View*
She smiled flirtaciously at A.j. But the smile didn't quite reach her eyes. Nick sensed something off about her. He stared at her. She was beautiful, to say the least. She had long strawberry blonde hair, whipping around her face with the wind. She had hazel eyes, that seemed to have flecks of gold in them. She stood pretty tall. About 5'6'' or 5'7'' Nick guessed. Her pouty lips looked perfect, tinted with pink. And her skin seemed to glow with her golden tan. She was slim, but not bony. Nick was attracted to her already. He looked down at the rest of her body. She had long, shapely golden legs. Then, Nick found what was so 'off' about her. She was wearing a short. Very short leather skirt along with a red tube top. And she was standing on the corner, to complete the puzzle.
Nick's eyes widened in realizition and he quickly grabbed A.j. by the arm to stop him from flirting with this....prostitute. "Come on, Man." He said quickly. A.j. shrugged his grip off, and gave him a testy look.
"What's wrong with you man, I'm trying to talk to a girl here." He said. Nick shared a look with him, trying to tell him. A.j. looked confused, so just kept on flirting with the girl.
Nick pulled A.j. again. "She's a fuckin' prostitute!" He hissed in his ear, so the girl wouldn't hear. A.j.'s face paled. The girl stared at them, her forehead wrinkled in confusion. A.j. looked at her in disgust. She quickly looked down, realizing why he was looking at her like that.
A.j. took off down the street, heading for his car. He was upset obviously. Nick stayed there for a minute. The girl wrapped her hair behind her ears, and tried to smooth it down from the mess the wind had created.
Nick cleared his throat, she looked up at him. He felt extremely guilty as he noticed the pained, hurt look in her eyes. Obviously this was not something she wanted to be doing.
"I'm sorry he looked at your like that." He said quietly. She looked surprised. No man had ever apologized to her before.
"Um. It's alright, I'm used to it." She said softly, shuffling her feed on the pavement. He shoved his hands in his coat pocket. She opened her mouth to say something to him, but the loud honk of a car interrupted her.
"Nick, Come on man! Don't stand around that fuckin' trash! Especially don't talk to her." He yelled out the side window. Nick cringed slightly as he said that, and sneaked a peak at girl. She was staring at the ground, but her bottom lip was quivering. Nick stepped over to her, touching her lightly on the arm. She jumped, not expecting that. It was a gentle touch, she noticed. Not the usual touch a guy did when they grabbed her and threw her into their car like a cheap toy.
"Don't listen to him, okay? You really shouldn't be doing something like this." He started, her eyes turned angry and he quickly silenced her raising his hand. Nick noticed she backed away, like she thought he was going to hit her. "I'm not trying to tell you what to do. And I'm not going to hurt you either, but you seem like a nice girl. That's all I'm trying to say. Good luck to you in the future." He finished, giving her a smile, and stepping into the car.
Laurel stared at the car as it drove into the distance, tears spilling over her cheeks. That was the nicest thing anybody had ever said to her. She quickly wiped the tears away with the back of her hand.
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*Laurel's P.O.V.*
"Oh my god, he actually said that?" Christy screeched. I laughed, covering my ears, and nodded. She covered her mouth with her hand. "Wow...there really are some gentlemen left in the world. There must be a downfall though, right? He was the ugliest thing on earth?" She guessed. I giggled.
"No way Chris. He was absolutely gorgeous! He was tall, had a great body from what I could see. Very warm blue eyes, perfect blonde hair, and those lips...so kissable...He is someone I would have done and actually enjoyed it!" I gushed, thinking about him gave me the chills.
"Laur, you have got to be kidding me! You should have kept him around!" She said, noticing my expression when I talked about him. She wiggled her eyebrows. "Laurel's got a crush!" She chanted, laughing at the same time. I blushed.
"No I don't! I'll probably never see him again...." I trailed off. Christy stared at me. I looked at her. "What? I don't like him!" I insisted. Christy nodded her head.
"Right Laur. And I'm Bill Gates." She said sarcastically.
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