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Be My Call Girl ( ProtagonistRP x loneilysong )

loneiysong

Pulsar
Joined
Apr 13, 2012
Location
Someplace where depression always finds me.
Roxanne was sitting in the place that offered her a home when her college had thrown her out for being a month behind on rent. She had to sell her body off, but her medical was paid for, her food and board. She was even paid a living wage that allowed her to pay her phone and clothes and books. She was laying in her room and was brushing her dark brown wavy hair back as her door was knocked and Mama Tammy came in with a receipt.

"A gentleman needs some company, Roxie baby. You free?" She said holding out the receipt. Roxie stood up and walked over. She took it. "I will be right there, thanks Mama." She kissed her cheek and went to get dressed in some sexy lingerie and pulled on a black beautiful dress. Pulling on a heavy warm coat, she walked out putting the receipt into her purse adn walked down to her car and got in and drove to the hotel on the receipt.

She smiled and gave her car to valet. She walked in and to the room and knocked and waited. "Hello?" She held her large dressing coat close and looekd around smiling wider.
 
Jackson's life had been falling apart around him. His marriage was crumbling through his fingers. His job was nothing short of a mess. He felt like he was losing part of him. A part of him he'd been struggling to hold on to for years. He needed something. An escape. He needed to be someone else for a day. That was when he decided to call the number.

Jackson Pierce had never done anything like this before in his life. He never needed to. But he was lost. Sitting in that hotel room, looking around at the lavish surroundings, he couldn't help but wonder if he'd made a mistake. If this was just his cry for help. Maybe he should just cancel. He picked up the phone and his hands were shaking. He was about to call the number again to cancel when he heard the knock on the door.

Looking at the door he froze for a minute. "Get up you ass!" His brain screamed inside his head, but his body wouldn't move till he heard another knock. Slowly he rose from the bed and made his way to the door before slowly opening it. "Good evening..." He said as he stood there dressed in a fine, charcoal grey Armani suit. Jackson had money. Plenty of it. But money didn't buy happiness, right?
 
Roxie looked up wide eyed. Well I'll be damned! It was him!! He was her families good friend for the longest. Roxie cleared her throat. Right now, though, he was a customer. A lonely customer that needed affection. She cocked her hip, maybe he wouldn't recognize her. She smiled and looked up at him.

"Hey baby, can I come in?" She was dressed in fine clothes. Roxie always dressed for where she went. This was a nice hotel, so she dressed nice. She smiled and grinned. "I am the girl that you called for, my name is Roxie. Let me in and we can see what we can do to have a good time." She winked to him softly.
 
He didn't recognize her at first. The last time he'd seen her was during high school graduation. He remembered how cute she'd looked walking down the aisle. She was such a smart, sweet girl. Seeing this girl standing in front of him was a far cry from the girl he remembered.

When she spoke he smiled at her. "Sure sweety, come on in." He said with a smirk. She really was beautiful. She was dressed so well. It wasn't at all what he was expecting. He closed the door behind her and locked the door. "You look really beautiful tonight." He said with a smile as he walked with her toward the bed.
 
"Thank you, so tell me, big boy, what were you expecting?" She smiled and took off her fur coat and tossed it to the corner. There she was in an elegant slinky black dress. Her pantyhose and hidden garters. She wore impossibly high heels. She sat down in one of the hotel room chairs. She smiled and crossed her legs and looked at him and looked around the room. It was clean. He recently checked in.

"I am here for your pleasure." She pulled out his receipt and looked at it. Paid via credit card, nice. All night. "So you have me for all night." She stood up and handed him teh receipt. "Tell me what you want, I will give it to you."
 
Jackson moved and sat next to her on the bed. He was nervous. He'd never done anything like this. But he knew he needed it. Looking over at her he smiled. "Yeah...all night." He said as he took a deep breath. "Well...I...um...I'm not..."

Then Jackson shook his head. "You know, you look very familiar. Have we met somewhere?" She looked so familiar, and it was distracting. He couldn't place it though. He was wracking his brain for the answer though.
 
So he didn't recognize her, she wasn't going to help him. She smiled and then stroked his hair and then grinned. "No, its ok, just relax. Pretend that this is your dream, pretend that I am your dream woman, and I am built specifically for you." She smiled and then stood up and reached behind her and looked him in the eye and unzipped the dress and let it drop showing him a corset with garters. She knelt between him and stroked his legs and looked up at him and smiled wider.

"Forget where you know me from, just tell me what you want." She whispered. She looked at him and smiled wider.
 
Jackson laid back, trying to relax. But he couldn't stop trying to place where he knew her from. He watched her as she undressed. Watching her body as the dress slipped down from the fine figure. She was gorgeous. But the thought that he knew her from somewhere wasn't going away.

"I'm sorry, what was your name again?" He asked as she knelt down between him and started to stroke his legs. He could feel his dick growing harder as she touched him. His eyes meeting hers.
 
He was going to be a difficult case, wasn't he? She stood up wondering if she should bail. No. Her brain admonished her. No because he already paid. Roxie put her hands on her hips and looked at him and bit her lip. She now had the task of following protocol.

"I am sorry for not introducing myself, please forgive me. How rude. My name is Roxie but if there is a name you wish me to go by, we can certainly do that." She watched him carefully.
 
Roxie. Roxie. The name played over and over in his head. He looked down at her and smiled. Then it hit him. His eyes went wide and his mouth shot open. "Roxanne! Oh my god! Roxanne, I can't believe it!" He said as he shook his head. "It's me! Jackson! Holy shit!"

His mind was blown. He coudln't believe that this was the daughter of his childhood friend. But what was she doing here.
 
She saw recognition and joy light up his eyes. It would only be a matter of time before she saw disgust, hate, and judgement. She smiled and nodded. "I recognized you instantly. I am paying my way through college." She shrugged. "It's an easy job with great benefits."
 
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