Rent Me By The Hour (3 page)

The two women look at each other and shake their heads no.

“Ok great. Let me continue then. You will need to pick stage names and let Carmen know what they are. We never use our real names here. The kitchen is filled with everything you need to eat and drink. If we do not have it here, then ask Carmen to call Sarah, and she’ll go buy whatever you want. If you feel like eating take-out food, then have Carmen calls Jose, and he’ll go pick up your food from the restaurant. While you are on the schedule, you are not allowed to leave, unless it’s an emergency. We want to keep a low profile. The house provides everything you need as far as the food, drinks, toiletries, and everything that is found in the buckets. You will need to provide your own condoms, lube, and sexy attire. Oh yeah I forgot to mention, you are not allowed to walk out to the entryway with your panty, bra, robe, towel, or sheet. You must have your suit on while you are in that area. Carmen will fire you on the spot if she sees you out there without your suit on. When you come in to work, you better have your suit on and when you leave it still better be on. If I find out you have a pimp, you will be fired. I can’t tolerate pimps. If you give the clients your contact info, and you see them outside my business, then you will be fired. I see that as you stealing from me. If I find out you are upselling, then you are fired. Because if you tell the guys you will do certain services for some more cash, then that means you are discussing what you’re doing in the room, and that is not allowed. The fee the clients are told is the price. Now they are more than welcome to tip you after the session, and that tip is all yours. You do not have to tell the house how much he tipped you. But I better not find out you are upselling. Let me emphasize this. On occasions, I send guys I know here to kind of test you ladies to make sure you are doing your jobs properly. They will let me know if your services are at point, if you’re doing the procedures correctly as far as giving them alcohol wipes, getting their drink and so forth, then you’re good. If you are upselling or giving your numbers away, I will find out. Carmen is the house mom, so if you have any questions or concerns, talk to her. If she can’t fix it, then she’ll tell me, and I will talk to you to see how we can fix it. Incall appointments are done in this building. Once you guys show that you can handle it here, and you want to start doing outcalls, then Renee will book those appointments for you. Most of the women who do outcalls for me have been here for years. But you have to prove to us that you can hack it in here first. And if that’s the case, you can do both incalls and outcalls, or if you just want to do one that’s ok. If you do incalls, you have to show up in this building every day you are on the schedule. If you want to do outcalls, then you can go about your business and do what you need to do, but if Renee tells you that you have an appointment, then you better go see that client at his house, office, or hotel.” The providers that do outcall appointments usually have kids. They want to be able to do what needs to be done to get paid then go home before their kids get out of school.

I continue, “Renee also works around your schedule request, so if you miss any appointments, then fines apply. I want you guys to keep all the money that you are entitled to, so please don’t do anything where you will lose your money from fines. Carmen, Sarah, Tony, Jose, Renee, Maria and Denise have worked for me for a very long time, and a lot of the providers here have also. I want to keep it that way. If we are all adults about what happens here and do what our job position entails, then we will all get along. And we will make tons of money. Do what you’re comfortable with in the rooms, but do your services with aptitude and dignity. The more confidence you have doing your job, the more money you will make. I have made a couple of phone calls, and booked you two for your shift tomorrow. So once you gals are done, you will be bringing home two thousand dollars. Do you guys know what stage names you will be using?”

“Yes I want to use Becca.” The young blonde responds.

“I want to use Lory.” The petite Asian says.

“That’s great. If I forgot to tell you anything, Carmen will tell you. Do you have any questions for me?”

Becca ask shyly, “What do we do if we’re on our period?”

“Well if you feel comfortable enough to work during your period, then you can use a round cosmetic sponge. You can buy it at any drug store. Get the non-latex, because they work best and it absorbs most of that blood. After you bring the guy in his room, and you go freshen up, go to the women’s restroom, wipe yourself with baby wipes inside and out. Then stick the sponge all the way inside. When you’re done with your session, stick your finger deep inside, and pull out the sponge. Get familiar with the insides of your vagina so it will be easier to locate the sponge. Some women do not like to work while they’re on it and some women do not mind. So that’s up to you. But you will need to inform Carmen what you want to do so she can work around your schedule. You will also need to get your STD check up every three months, and you must go to my doctor to get it done. I booked an appointment for the both of you to get tested right after we’re done here. Carmen will give you the information of the doctor. She will let me know if you are clear. If you are, then you can start working tomorrow morning. You do not have to worry about paying for the doctor fee, because I will pay for it. I want my gals to be safe and of course since we handle the best of the best clients, everything has to be safe. Don’t worry about trying to remember everything, because like any job, you’ll get the hang of it after a while. But the most important thing you do need to remember is: you must have your suit on when going to the entryway and hallways, dump all evidence in the safe, be here when you are scheduled, clean after yourself, and get your check up every three months.”

We walk over to the women’s lounge and I introduce them to the other women. Then I call Carmen and Tony over so they can have a proper introduction.

“So what names are you two going by?” Carmen questions.

“I want to go by Becca.” The blonde bombshell replies.

Becca stares at the Asian gal waiting for her to say her name, “I want to go by Lori.”

“Ok. Here are the directions to the doctor. Her office is aware you will be showing up. Just tell them Tina sent you, and they will know who you are.” Carmen instructs.

Chapter 2

During lunch time, I meet up with my best friends Cynthia and Victoria at one of the finest sushi restaurants in Houston. We have been best of friends since junior high and we’re still very close. Cynthia is the District Attorney for Harris County and Victoria is a Primary Care Physician and has her own office. With our busy schedules, we like to meet up for lunch at least once a week usually on Fridays, giving us a chance to catch up with each other’s lives. But since I’m already in Houston, Cynthia has court all day Friday and Victoria has a scheduled C-section tomorrow, we decided today will be best. Cynthia is blonde blue. She stands five feet and six inches and weighs about one hundred twenty pounds. She has been married to Rick for nine years and their daughter Stephanie is ten years old. Rick is a family judge for the Harris County. Victoria has pale freckled skin with red hair. She’s the same height as Cynthia but is five pounds lighter. Her husband Matt is a financial advisor for well-established business men; they’ve been married for twelve years and their son Patrick is twelve years old. My best friends are very beautiful. In our high school years, we always had all the guys’ attention, which wasn’t too bad. We got the guys to do anything and everything for us. I have other people running my escort service, giving me plenty of time to spend with my two kids Jocelyn who’s ten and Jordan who is twelve.

Their father passed away five years ago, leaving me with oodles of debt. I tried working the nine to five thing and even collected government assistance. But with the little check and food stamps I was receiving, our home was still taken away from us through foreclosure. My kids and I moved in with my best friend Cynthia while I continued to bust my butt to survive. With their father recently passing away, they needed me the most and I wasn’t around to comfort them. I picked up any shifts I could just to have enough money for them to eat. A hundred dollars in food stamps did not last a week, plus I wanted to save up the little extra I had to get our own place. I barely saw them and I felt horrible. I needed a solution fast so I guess you can say I took the easy way out. I did what most women do best. Please men. I remember searching through the classifieds. There was this ad looking for sexy women to cater to men. I remember that ad like the back of my hand.

Hiring Sexy Adult Models to cater to the Distinguished Gentlemen in Houston. Get paid pleasing men. Be their mistress.

When the lady told me what I needed to do to get paid, I was reluctant at first, but knew I had to do whatever it took to support my kids. Working for minimum wage and receiving government assistance didn’t cut it for us, so I gave it a try. On my first day I made fifteen hundred dollars, and even though I cried during my first encounter, I toughened up, swallowed my pride, and gave these men the best time of their lives. Till now I have no regrets. I make enough money to provide for my kids and I get to spend quality time with them without worrying if we have money for food.

My best friends know what I do for a living, but they do not judge me for the choices I make. That’s why I love them so much. They are what true friends should be. Cynthia runs names for me while Victoria tests my gals and clients. I’ve been on a couple dates that my friends set me up with, but they never went further than the dinner date. We just didn’t click. I guess it has something to do with me never finding the
one
. The
one
who gives me that butterfly feeling when he’s around me.

Plus my kids are my first priority so I have no time to spare for anything else. I save most of the money I make so I can retire soon and so my kids will never have any worries if anything was to ever happen to me. But sometimes I worry for my kids especially my son Jordan. He is getting to that age where he is in need of a male role model. A man he can look up to and do what
fathers and sons
do. He may not tell me exactly how he feels about it, but I can sense it.

When Max passed away, Jocelyn was still young so she doesn’t really remember much of her father but Jordan was old enough to understand what was going on. He took his father’s death the hardest. For the longest time, he was afraid to get in a car and if he had no choice but to travel in a car, he was always paranoid telling me to watch out on my driving. Jordan feared we would get in an accident just like his dad did.

Max and I were high school sweethearts. We were so in love and inseparable like any teenager lovebirds. Right after we graduated from high school I became pregnant with Jordan. Max’s father worked at an oil rig company and brought Max on. Starting from the bottom he worked hard and eventually become a foreman. Two years later, I became pregnant with Jocelyn. With Max making good money I didn’t need to work so I stayed home with our kids.

The morning before he passed away, I had this funny feeling inside me so I begged him to stay home and call in to work. Max always teased me about my superstitions and said they will never come true. He insisted on going to work, so he dropped the kids off to school, then he headed to Houston for work. That was the last time we saw him because he never made it to work or home. The woman driving the other car was my age. I can still remember her name. Laura Stewart. She was speeding and wasn’t paying attention to her driving. From what Rick told me, her Blood Alcohol Content was point ten. So she was beyond drunk. What I don’t understand was why was she drunk at eight in the morning? And why would you have your child in the car while you’re intoxicated. The fatal accident caused her life, her five year daughter’s life, and Max’s life. Laura’s family sent me letters but I refuse to open them. They’re stored in a box in the garage. They’re probably asking if we could meet. And do what? Will that bring back the people we cared about? No. So to me it’s useless to meet. It will just bring back horrible memories and I’ve learned to live my life with my kids. I’ve learned to not hate my husband for not listening to me that day.

Max and I were so young so we always assumed we had plenty of time to create a
back-up
plan. Being twenty five I was naive and always thought we were ok financially, but reality slapped me in the face when he passed away. We were so much in debt.

After his death, his family and my family deserted us and left us hanging but I was blessed to have my best friends help us. Cynthia took us in like we were family. Victoria provided us with extra food her family had and she’s even bought my kids clothes. You can really tell who has your back when you go through hard times.