Memoirs Of A Gigolo

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“Word around town is he was screwing some Saudi Prince.” I answered, “I don’t know what he was into, but I’ll miss him. Joan hung her head and replied, “Nick I really am sorry about Jason, but you really didn’t know him.”
    “Can we not talk about this anymore,” I asked, “I’m on the red eye back to L.A in the morning.” “Nick, you do what you have too, but I still love you.” “I’m sorry to hear that Joan,” I said, “You need save your love for someone who deserves it.” “I’m staying in town until my flight leaves in the morning,” I replied and walked out the door.
    I flew back to LA the next morning trying to figure out my next move. I had enough money to get me out of this town for a minute. I decided to fly to Chicago on a business trip I had planned.
    I wouldn't be hooking up with strangers I would do my own thing. That’s where I met Donavan.
     
     
     

Chapter 5
     
    Everything seemed to be going well with Valencia and me. She was busy making wedding plans, and I was busy making money.  I hadn’t told her about what I did, and now I figured I’d never have to. I made her happy in, and out of the bedroom.
    Shanghai was in town for the weekend, and I had to entertain her. I made my excuses to my fiancé, and she never asked any questions. She always kissed me goodbye and saw me off on my “business trip”. I hated the lying, but I didn’t think she could handle the truth.
    With the lovely Shanghai, it was business with a lot of pleasure.
    I was meeting her at the Hilton for a party we were both invited to. The event was Black Tie., and I knew there would be prospective clients attending.
    I reserved a room at the Hiltons in the Presidential Suite for the after party. I kissed Valencia good-bye, and said I’d be back on Monday. I stopped at the barbershop for a fresh cut and shave. I wanted everything to be up to snuff as usual. I had my tux cleaned and pressed, and delivered to my room. I pick out a piece of jewelry at Tiffany’s for Shanghai. I knew she loved expensive things. Everything was set in motion, and I was in money making mode.
    The party was to be held at the Towers, an exclusive night club downtown. I had been a few times, but they were all the same in my eyes. I was never the club type, but I made an exception from time to time.
    I was in my swag mode when I entered the room, and all eyes were on me. I spotted Shanghai from across the room, and damn she looked fabulous.
    She moved in my direction with a woman whom I’m sure was my potential client. Shanghai said, “Hello Donavan, you’re looking amazing tonight.” “Thank you and you as well.” “I would like you to meet someone.” “Donavan this is a friend of mine, Amy here from New York.” “Hello Amy, it’s nice to meet you.” “Same here, I’ve heard so much about you.” “All good things I hope?” “But of course.” “We have a table in the V.I.P section let’s sit, and talk.”
    We walked over and sat down. Amy was from money. I could tell because she was draped in diamonds. The high society type, but I was taking anyone who would pay well. I had a few drinks and decided mingle, and let Shanghai work her magic.
    I noticed an attractive looking blonde guy staring me down. I knew why he was here; we had that kind of radar, one player to another. He definitely looked the part. I walked over to the bar where he was standing, and ordered a drink. “Hey, I’m Donavan are you new in town?”
    I asked. I knew most of the people here, so I knew he wasn’t from Chicago. “Yes, I’m here on business from L.A“, the man replied. “So are you enjoying yourself?” I asked. “I’m not sure yet, but I’ll know in a moment.” I laughed at his stand off way of talking, but I was the competition.
    “I’m sorry; I didn’t introduce myself, I’m Nickolas Green”, and we shook hands.” “So Donavan’ are you from Chicago?” “Yes I am, but Detroit is my home.” I tried to be

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