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Authors: Kandi Kayne
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amazing. Okay? So don’t ask me anymore because I’m done talking about it.”
The curtain went flying back, letting in a huge blast of cold air.
“Hey!” I screeched.
“Hey, yourself!” Jessica yelled back, a huge grin plastered on her face. “You are such a slut!! I love it!! What was it like? Did he totally take charge or did he have whips and stuff in his office for you to use on him?”
I laughed and jerked the curtain back closed, dipping my head under the water to get the soap away from my eyes. “No whips, no chains, no handcuffs. Just good old-fashioned office sex. And I’m never going to see him again, so don’t get all excited. It was a one-time thing.” I stuck my head out of the shower again. “And I quit, by the way. I’m not working for the service anymore.”
“He tried to pay you, didn’t he?”
“Shut up,” I said, feeling my face heat with shame. I put it back under the water.
“It doesn’t mean anything. He hired you to entertain at the party. It was just a tip, but not for the sex. It was for being pretty in a dress.”
“Jessica, there is nothing you can say that will make me feel any better about turning down that five hundred bucks, okay?”
The curtain flew back again.
“Again with the cold air, Jess?” I asked, looking at her with only one eye open.
“Did you just say five hundred bucks?! As in one hundred, two hundred, three hundred …”
“Yes,” I interrupted her. “Five hundred bucks. Why? Is that a lot?”
She was scowling. “The most I’ve ever gotten was two hundred. You are such a bitch for getting so much more than me on your first night.”
I laughed, pulling the curtain closed slowly, now not feeling quite as cheap as I had before. “It doesn’t mean anything. I didn’t take it anyway.”
“I want to pull the curtain open again and slap you right now,” she said.
“Well, don’t. I’m almost done anyway.” I shut off the water and pushed the curtain to the side, grabbing the towel she handed me. “I couldn’t take it. It made me feel like a hooker.”
“Yeah, yeah. I know. But you could have used that to buy all your books and pay for one of your classes.”
“Don’t remind me.” I stepped out and went to our room, pulling my pajamas out of my top drawer and slipping them on.
Jessica sat down on her bed, lying back on the pillow and staring up at the ceiling. “What did he want to talk to you about when we were leaving?”
“Nothing. Something stupid.”
She turned her head to face me, as I lay down on the bed beside her. I laid on my side so we could see each other.
“It’s not stupid. Whatever it is, I want to know it.”
“Well, when that wench Jacqueline was kind of verbally attacking me, Alexander and I made up a lie about me being Alexander’s PR manager. He just went with it for the journalists there and acted like it was true.”
“So … what did he say out front?”
“That he wanted to talk to me about it.” I shrugged my one shoulder. “It doesn’t mean anything. He’s a politician. He has a front to keep up. I was the ho in the back room he had to hide. It worked out for both of us.”
“Don’t call yourself a ho,” she said softly. “You’re a brilliant girl with a heart of gold.”
I smiled at her loyalty. “Jacqueline Silverman may not agree with you.”
“Well, she’s a dumb cunt.”
I burst out laughing at the vulgarity. “You are not supposed to say that word, Jessica Lynn.”
Jessica rolled out of bed and pulled her dress off in one swift movement. “Whatever. I call it like I see it. That woman is a gold digger and an opportunist. She jumped from Alexander to that Flint guy as soon as she saw the writing on the wall.”
“What writing?” I asked, sitting up partway.
“My parents said Blackstone is losing in the polls. They
The curtain went flying back, letting in a huge blast of cold air.
“Hey!” I screeched.
“Hey, yourself!” Jessica yelled back, a huge grin plastered on her face. “You are such a slut!! I love it!! What was it like? Did he totally take charge or did he have whips and stuff in his office for you to use on him?”
I laughed and jerked the curtain back closed, dipping my head under the water to get the soap away from my eyes. “No whips, no chains, no handcuffs. Just good old-fashioned office sex. And I’m never going to see him again, so don’t get all excited. It was a one-time thing.” I stuck my head out of the shower again. “And I quit, by the way. I’m not working for the service anymore.”
“He tried to pay you, didn’t he?”
“Shut up,” I said, feeling my face heat with shame. I put it back under the water.
“It doesn’t mean anything. He hired you to entertain at the party. It was just a tip, but not for the sex. It was for being pretty in a dress.”
“Jessica, there is nothing you can say that will make me feel any better about turning down that five hundred bucks, okay?”
The curtain flew back again.
“Again with the cold air, Jess?” I asked, looking at her with only one eye open.
“Did you just say five hundred bucks?! As in one hundred, two hundred, three hundred …”
“Yes,” I interrupted her. “Five hundred bucks. Why? Is that a lot?”
She was scowling. “The most I’ve ever gotten was two hundred. You are such a bitch for getting so much more than me on your first night.”
I laughed, pulling the curtain closed slowly, now not feeling quite as cheap as I had before. “It doesn’t mean anything. I didn’t take it anyway.”
“I want to pull the curtain open again and slap you right now,” she said.
“Well, don’t. I’m almost done anyway.” I shut off the water and pushed the curtain to the side, grabbing the towel she handed me. “I couldn’t take it. It made me feel like a hooker.”
“Yeah, yeah. I know. But you could have used that to buy all your books and pay for one of your classes.”
“Don’t remind me.” I stepped out and went to our room, pulling my pajamas out of my top drawer and slipping them on.
Jessica sat down on her bed, lying back on the pillow and staring up at the ceiling. “What did he want to talk to you about when we were leaving?”
“Nothing. Something stupid.”
She turned her head to face me, as I lay down on the bed beside her. I laid on my side so we could see each other.
“It’s not stupid. Whatever it is, I want to know it.”
“Well, when that wench Jacqueline was kind of verbally attacking me, Alexander and I made up a lie about me being Alexander’s PR manager. He just went with it for the journalists there and acted like it was true.”
“So … what did he say out front?”
“That he wanted to talk to me about it.” I shrugged my one shoulder. “It doesn’t mean anything. He’s a politician. He has a front to keep up. I was the ho in the back room he had to hide. It worked out for both of us.”
“Don’t call yourself a ho,” she said softly. “You’re a brilliant girl with a heart of gold.”
I smiled at her loyalty. “Jacqueline Silverman may not agree with you.”
“Well, she’s a dumb cunt.”
I burst out laughing at the vulgarity. “You are not supposed to say that word, Jessica Lynn.”
Jessica rolled out of bed and pulled her dress off in one swift movement. “Whatever. I call it like I see it. That woman is a gold digger and an opportunist. She jumped from Alexander to that Flint guy as soon as she saw the writing on the wall.”
“What writing?” I asked, sitting up partway.
“My parents said Blackstone is losing in the polls. They
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