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Vlad
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- Dec 12, 2017
"You must be making a lot of money with this uh-" before the voice could make a complete sentence, it was eyed upon by a young man sitting in front of his laptop.
"I was going to say client" the same continued, it also belonged to a fairly young man, a bit less charming than the man that sat on the sofa, with the laptop's screen light gleaming all over his face. "Do I sense some kind of romantic feelings?" Mark, the person who had been doing all the speaking until now carried on, "you do know that is not a good thing, you are only doing this to make mon-" once again, Mark was interrupted this time with a huge sigh that left Allan's mouth.
"A bit of respect and privacy that is all, there are no romantic feelings between her and me" Allan added looking towards Mark.
"Then why don't you take any other let's say 'jobs'?" Mark added as he jumped over the Sofa with a brightly lit cigarette in his hands.
"Because she pays quite a much" Allan added, it was just a simple answer, there was no hidden meaning behind it, neither Allan tried to hide anything.
"More than the regular payment?" Mark asked, now his voice a bit muffled due to cigarette that rested between his lips.
"Yes" once again, there was a simple answer and nothing more.
"You know that is against the rules, you can get into trouble" Mark added.
"It is my tip, well, she calls it that, so it doesn't break any rule, I do pay David what I owe him every single time and David knows this woman, calls her quite a person" Allan added, taking the cigarette from the other's hands.
"And she is?" Mark asked as he laid back, with his eyes closed.
"More than one way" Allan moved his laptop's screen towards the other, now with his turn to inhale the smoke. "CEO of a bank, huge inheritance coming from grandparents and was going to get from her parent, good social life, yet no boyfriend, no relationships, a clean slate" Allan spoke, his voice a bit thick from the smoke that rested in his throat.
"In bed?" Mark asked, taking the cigarette back.
"Can't complain" Allan added with a gentle smile over his face.
"Details?" Mark turned his face towards Allan.
"Mm, no-" with that Allan cell phone buzzed, time for him to leave. "Okay, kido, it is time to make some money" Allan added before standing up, her night job was about to start, one that he was not fond of, but one that had proven a steady source of income.
"I want the details later" Mark added as he dropped Allan's laptop's lid.
"Nope".
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An hour later, Allan found himself sitting in the penthouse, it looked lonely now when he was the only person inside. He was still waiting for his client to show up, to get his job done, oh, who was he pretending for now. With a deep sigh Allan looked over the ceiling, he had never thought, he would be doing this, he never thought after graduation, he would become an escort, God, just why he had to take student's loan.
Now with a master's degree, here he was, doing a job that required no taxes to be paid, a job that looked all good when looked from an outsider's eye, but was as heart wrenching when one thought about it with a bottle of vodka next to them.
However, Allan had a plan, he was going to try to get a decent job after this loan problem was done, it wasn't like everyone knew what he did, he was able to keep it a secret from his family, so how hard it was going to be, just a big wholesome of money and Allan would be done with this, more than that, Allan don't have to do more than one client, pun intended, because of this particular client of his. One who always requested for him. One that Allan knew very well now, most of her secrets, one which she wanted Allan to know, it was funny how easily even the most rich men and women broke under the influence of good whiskey.
She was late, Allan looked at her cell phone, he didn't have her number, why would he would have her number that was not a part of the deal, only David had her number the one who gave Allan this kind of jobs.
Allan found him in the balcony when he heard the door opened, finally, Allan had started to get sleepy, rich people sure loved to take their time, the first thought that came to Allan's mind and the second one was the face of the woman and then her voice.
//
Ah, another sucky starter for my collection, still, that is all, if you have read all that, I thank you.
Now, if you are interested and want to do this roleplay with me, I do have some rules.
First thing first, English is not my first, so please do forgive me for the mistakes that I might have made, however, I will keep them to a minimum.
Second, if you want to do it, please at least write three good paragraphs, because it is fun, more words = more fun and it would help me to write good replies back, and I am capable of doing that.
Third, this is a story about a 'rich' woman falling in love with his escort, I know it is not the best idea, but well, I wanted to do it, after a creepy roleplay. The roleplay will have smut, so be warned, however, it won't be become a priority. The story will also have 21+ themes, so once again, be warned, but apart from that, this will mostly be a romance based story.
Fourth, I will reply every day, but because of university sometimes things become hectic and replies will be delayed, but then there are weekends, so yay.
Fifth, Can't emphasize it enough, please, please, please, contribute to the story, if you want to add drama, do so, you want to add smut, do so, you want to add romance, do so, just don't be replying to what I am replying add to the story, please.
Seventh, I know your life is hectic too, but before you leave, a brb message would be very appreciated.
Thanks for reading.
Regards:
A simple guy.
//
"I was going to say client" the same continued, it also belonged to a fairly young man, a bit less charming than the man that sat on the sofa, with the laptop's screen light gleaming all over his face. "Do I sense some kind of romantic feelings?" Mark, the person who had been doing all the speaking until now carried on, "you do know that is not a good thing, you are only doing this to make mon-" once again, Mark was interrupted this time with a huge sigh that left Allan's mouth.
"A bit of respect and privacy that is all, there are no romantic feelings between her and me" Allan added looking towards Mark.
"Then why don't you take any other let's say 'jobs'?" Mark added as he jumped over the Sofa with a brightly lit cigarette in his hands.
"Because she pays quite a much" Allan added, it was just a simple answer, there was no hidden meaning behind it, neither Allan tried to hide anything.
"More than the regular payment?" Mark asked, now his voice a bit muffled due to cigarette that rested between his lips.
"Yes" once again, there was a simple answer and nothing more.
"You know that is against the rules, you can get into trouble" Mark added.
"It is my tip, well, she calls it that, so it doesn't break any rule, I do pay David what I owe him every single time and David knows this woman, calls her quite a person" Allan added, taking the cigarette from the other's hands.
"And she is?" Mark asked as he laid back, with his eyes closed.
"More than one way" Allan moved his laptop's screen towards the other, now with his turn to inhale the smoke. "CEO of a bank, huge inheritance coming from grandparents and was going to get from her parent, good social life, yet no boyfriend, no relationships, a clean slate" Allan spoke, his voice a bit thick from the smoke that rested in his throat.
"In bed?" Mark asked, taking the cigarette back.
"Can't complain" Allan added with a gentle smile over his face.
"Details?" Mark turned his face towards Allan.
"Mm, no-" with that Allan cell phone buzzed, time for him to leave. "Okay, kido, it is time to make some money" Allan added before standing up, her night job was about to start, one that he was not fond of, but one that had proven a steady source of income.
"I want the details later" Mark added as he dropped Allan's laptop's lid.
"Nope".
---------------------------------------------
An hour later, Allan found himself sitting in the penthouse, it looked lonely now when he was the only person inside. He was still waiting for his client to show up, to get his job done, oh, who was he pretending for now. With a deep sigh Allan looked over the ceiling, he had never thought, he would be doing this, he never thought after graduation, he would become an escort, God, just why he had to take student's loan.
Now with a master's degree, here he was, doing a job that required no taxes to be paid, a job that looked all good when looked from an outsider's eye, but was as heart wrenching when one thought about it with a bottle of vodka next to them.
However, Allan had a plan, he was going to try to get a decent job after this loan problem was done, it wasn't like everyone knew what he did, he was able to keep it a secret from his family, so how hard it was going to be, just a big wholesome of money and Allan would be done with this, more than that, Allan don't have to do more than one client, pun intended, because of this particular client of his. One who always requested for him. One that Allan knew very well now, most of her secrets, one which she wanted Allan to know, it was funny how easily even the most rich men and women broke under the influence of good whiskey.
She was late, Allan looked at her cell phone, he didn't have her number, why would he would have her number that was not a part of the deal, only David had her number the one who gave Allan this kind of jobs.
Allan found him in the balcony when he heard the door opened, finally, Allan had started to get sleepy, rich people sure loved to take their time, the first thought that came to Allan's mind and the second one was the face of the woman and then her voice.
//
Ah, another sucky starter for my collection, still, that is all, if you have read all that, I thank you.
Now, if you are interested and want to do this roleplay with me, I do have some rules.
First thing first, English is not my first, so please do forgive me for the mistakes that I might have made, however, I will keep them to a minimum.
Second, if you want to do it, please at least write three good paragraphs, because it is fun, more words = more fun and it would help me to write good replies back, and I am capable of doing that.
Third, this is a story about a 'rich' woman falling in love with his escort, I know it is not the best idea, but well, I wanted to do it, after a creepy roleplay. The roleplay will have smut, so be warned, however, it won't be become a priority. The story will also have 21+ themes, so once again, be warned, but apart from that, this will mostly be a romance based story.
Fourth, I will reply every day, but because of university sometimes things become hectic and replies will be delayed, but then there are weekends, so yay.
Fifth, Can't emphasize it enough, please, please, please, contribute to the story, if you want to add drama, do so, you want to add smut, do so, you want to add romance, do so, just don't be replying to what I am replying add to the story, please.
Seventh, I know your life is hectic too, but before you leave, a brb message would be very appreciated.
Thanks for reading.
Regards:
A simple guy.
//