Accept - Go somewhere quieter to talk (P)(A)
From Create Your Own Story
Day:1-Sunday
Status:Unknown
Health:100
Mood:Sad
Horniness:0
Money:$0
He offered me his hand and I took it, sliding off the bar stool. We walked side by side through a door near the emptier side of the club. Walking up the stairs, his business suit made me feel like a commoner. As we reached the top, like a gentleman, he opened the door.
"Ladies first," he winked.
I smiled blushing, entering the room. He followed closely behind guiding me over to the couch.
"So tell me what happened?"
"I got fired from my job. And I don't have money." I sighed.
He opened a bottle, that looked expensive, from off of the table.
"Well maybe I could help you."
"What do you mean?" I asked intrigued.
"See I'm trying to start business. Ladies pleasure my clients. They get rated. The better the rating, the more you get paid."
"You want me to be a prostitute??!" I asked shocked, standing up.
"No, well... when you put it like that it sounds bad." He tried to reason. "Hear me out?"
