Member-only story
Prompt: Preposterous Proposal
Double Shift
A woman’s work is never done
Emma sick. U mng emergncy client? Vip 0% pls!
Fuck!
I’ve literally just walked into my flat after an afternoon ‘board meeting’ that went long because my client got called into an actual meeting. I had to sit under the marketing director’s desk for almost an hour before I could do my job, then he asked for a massage after his happy ending. That — or a little blue pill — got him in the mood to go again. He paid more for the back door, but the cheap bastard only tipped me fifty quid for my long wait.
So, I’m sore, I’m angry, and I’m exhausted. But I have got a very expensive bottle of vodka in the fridge, and my plan for the evening was to drink my tip away while I binged Irish gangsters on Prime. I don’t know if I have it in me to service one of Charlie’s clients tonight.
It is Charlie, though, and it pays to keep her sweet. Her clients are all VIPs, so if she says VIP she means someone seriously high-end. And if she’s offering to take zero commission then it must be a real emergency for her. That equals a month’s rent for me on top of my usual rate for one of her clients.
Which is a lot of money. I do like having money.
