Call Girl Princess (2 page)

When Carrie realized that her
friend was serious, she sat up.
 
“How far and for how long?”
 

Practically bouncing up and down
with energy,
Mikala
recited her entire morning.
 
“I run for about
an hour,
then I treat
myself to a latte, come home, shower, and then I begin my
beauty routine.
 
Come on.
 
I’m serious.
 
I have a schedule.”
 

Carrie forced herself to move.
 
All she wanted was the full beauty treatment
and designer clothes, and of course, to get laid.
 
She didn’t remember signing up for boot
camp.
 

While
Mikala
stretched, Carrie tried to avoid looking directly into the sun that was just
coming up.
 
She hadn’t been up this early
since high school.
 

“Come on, Carrie.”
 

Carrie was breathless after only
five minutes of trying to keep up with her friend.
 
She lagged behind, noting the well toned legs
of her friend.
 
I thought it came
naturally to
Mikala
, she thought.
 
“I have to stop and rest now,
Mikala
, or I will die.”
 

Mikala
jogged in place while Carrie rested on a park bench.
 
“Isn’t it
fabulous!
 
I feel so alive!”
 

Alive was the last thing that
Carrie felt.
 
At this rate, I’ll be too
tired for sex by tonight.
 

After the early morning workout,
Carrie was thrilled to sit down in
Mikala’s
apartment
and sip her latte.
 

“You are going to love tonight,
Carrie.
 
You saw the photos, and the
older brother will be with me.
 
They are
working on a very big deal.
 
They can’t
tell me the intimate details of it, but you would be surprised how much inside
information I pick up.
 
If you pay
attention, you will soon learn who the real movers and shakers are in this
city.”
 

After a shower and a light lunch,
the two young women were welcomed with a glass of wine at one of the finest
salons in the city.
 

“This is the best,
Mikala
.”
 
A total
makeover was exactly what Carrie needed.
 
Her dark brown hair looked twenty shades lighter with the right
highlights, the facial made her skin glow, and the manicure and pedicure were a
first for her.
 
“Oh, my G…!
 
Look at me!”
 

“I see, I see.”
 
Mikala
stood behind
her friend, admiring them both.
 

Carrie turned and took a good look
at her friend.
 
She was beautiful before,
but now, damn, it was no wonder she was so successful.
 

They were on their way back to
Mikala’s
apartment when Carrie remembered she had nothing
to wear.
 
“What do I wear tonight?”
 

“No worry, I have two personal
shoppers meeting us at my place.
 
I
prefer doing it that way.”
 

Once again, Carrie looked at her
friend with awe and envy.
 
She has everything.
 
Mikala’s
timing was
perfect.
 
Ten dresses and an array of
accessories had been chosen for each of them and were waiting for them when
they returned to
Mikala’s
apartment.
 
The personal shoppers were ready to assist the
young women in any way.
 

Carrie was unaccustomed to having
an audience while she dressed, but the designer dresses were so beautiful and
felt so silky against her skin that she quickly adjusted.
 
“What do you think?” she would ask with every
change.
 
The woman gave her honest
opinion, but it was
Mikala’s
opinion that mattered
most.
 

“That’s the one,”
Mikala
decided for her when Carrie was wearing a dark blue
slip of a dress that showed off her curves very nicely.
 
“The contrast with your white skin is
perfect.
 
It’s sexy, but not slutty.”
 

Mikala
stood in the doorway in a red dress that played perfectly against her olive colored
skin and her chocolate locks.
 
“
Mikala
!”
 

“What?”
 

“Do I have to say it?
 
You are drop dead gorgeous.”
 

“Thanks.”
 

Now Carrie understood why
Mikala
worked so hard to keep her body in such great
shape.
 
It was well worth it.
 
She looked like a million dollars and Carrie
wouldn’t be surprised at all if that was only a small percentage of a yearly
salary for her friend.
 
An apartment
overlooking the park was certainly not cheap.
 

“I’m definitely going to start
working out now, and with no complaining.”
 

Mikala
looked at her friend.
 
She wasn’t fat,
but she could definitely use some toning.
 

Mikala
excused the women, and insisted that Carrie have a glass of wine with her.
 
“It helps break the tension.
 
Trust
me,
if you
make the men feel stress-free, they splurge big time.”
 

Carrie smiled at her friend.
 
She seemed to have it all figured out, but
her life couldn’t be perfect, could it?
 
It had to have at least one flaw and Carrie was determined to find
it.
 

“Time to go.”
 
Mikala
locked the
door and the two women were on their way.
 

“
Mikala
,”
Carrie whispered.
 
“Why don’t they pick
you up?”
 

“Never mix business with pleasure,
or at least not right away.”
 

In the hotel lobby, Carrie felt a
little bit like a call girl.
 
There were
several businessmen who nodded at them and gave them a once over, but
Mikala
seemed not to notice.
 
Carrie noticed.
 
She leaned in and whispered, “They think we
are…”
 

Mikala
quickly
shushed her.
 
“Don’t say it.
 
We are businesswomen.”
 
Mikala
sat up
straight and looked straight ahead.
 

Carried studied her every
move.
 
She did look professional.
 
She had to admit that.
 
Mikala
immediately
stood when the two young doctors entered the lobby.
 

“
Mikala
?”
 

“Yes.
 
Dr. Stevens, I presume.”
 

“
Gregory,
and this is Alan.”
 

Mikala
introduced her friend by her first name only.
 
Mikala
never gave her last name to her
clients.
 
She had learned that the hard
way.
 
When a business deal had fallen
through once, the client was so upset with
Mikala
that he stalked her for weeks.
 

“Gentlemen, where will we be dining
this evening?”
 

Dr. Stevens revealed the name of
one of
New York
’s
finest establishments, and the four of them left the hotel.
 
A limo was waiting for them and Carrie was
impressed with the courtesy the two young doctors showed
Mikala
,
but then, she was an accomplished businesswoman.
 

Carrie could only imagine how
Mikala
treated them once the deal was done.
 
She knew how much
Mikala
liked sex.
 
Mikala
liked sex as much as she did, and
Mikala
was getting
it a lot more than she.
 

When they met the older physician, Gregory
introduced
Mikala
as his
CEO,
a title
Mikala
assured her clients would command
respect and score them a better deal.
 
The retiring physician was extremely frugal and insisted that his price
be met.
 
Mikala
spoke calmly and a bit seductively to the older gentleman and she began to
slide her dress upward along her leg just a little, revealing only a small part
of her well toned thigh.
 
The physician
was easily distracted by
Mikala’s
subtle sexiness,
and Carrie stifled a laugh.
 

“I’m sorry, what did you say?” the
older doctor asked.
 

Mikala
presented him with a revised proposal in which he would agree to sell at a much
lower price.
 
She smiled her full lipped
smile, her white teeth sparkling, and the man reluctantly agreed.
 

Gregory stood to shake hands with
the older doctor, and
Mikala
stood after him.
 
Carrie was impressed at
Mikala’s
softness at the end of the deal.
 
It was
as if she were two very different women.
 
The older gentleman left the restaurant, leaving the four of them alone
to celebrate.
 

“You got him down to nearly half
his price,
Mikala
.
 
How can we thank you?
 
Your fee is
not nearly enough.”
 

Mikala
placed her hand on Gregory’s thigh and looked him in the eyes.
 
“
Champagne
?”
 

“Certainly…waiter!”
 

“I was thinking of something a
little more intimate, Gregory.”
 

Carrie watched as
Mikala’s
eyes became that of a skilled seductress, and she
also watched as Gregory’s eyes became as big as saucers.
 
She looked down at
Mikala’s
hand that was so near Gregory’s crotch, and she was certain that another part
of the young doctor’s anatomy was becoming hard as well.
 
Mikala
loved
doctors as clients.
 
Having spent so many
years with their noses in books, doctors often did not pick up on the
subtleties of a sexual advance.
 

“Perhaps we could celebrate in your
hotel room,” she said softly.
 

Carrie watched as the doctor’s face
began to blush.
 
He cleared his throat,
and said, “That would be good.”
 

Alan wasn’t nearly as shy as his
older brother.
 
“We have separate rooms,
Carrie.
 
Would you care to celebrate with
me?”
 

“You got it,” she answered, eager
to get this party started.
 

The two young doctors escorted
Mikala
and Carrie to their hotel.
 
“Very nice, doctor,”
Mikala
remarked when Gregory opened the door to his penthouse suite.
 
It had put a real dent in his budget, but he
had come here to impress.
 
Now he knew he
had been smart about splurging.
 
This
beautiful woman was practically raping him with her eyes.