Pay the price

"Do you have a place or want to go to my house?" Mr. Way asked reaching into his pocket and counting through the money he had pulled out. He flashed me the 900 and said "I'm not lying I have the money so where do you wanna fuck?"

"I- uh have a place follow me." I said walking towards the motel I frequented. I got a room and went inside. This was about to be extremely awkward but I had to do it for the amount of money he was offering.

"So wants your name?" I tried asking seductively but sounded more nervous.

"Gerard." He said grabbing my face and kissing me. I kissed back knowing I needed the money but a buzzer went off in my head. Gerard.
Gerard?
I had fucked a Gerard three days ago.
It couldn't have been could it?

"Gerard?" I said out loud giving a suspicious look.
now that I think about it I thought the guy a few days ago looked familiar but why would Mr. Way or now Gerard go out wearing make up and spiking his hair?

Or was he trying to not be recognizable? Maybe he knew he was looking for a hooker.....
maybe I'm the reason he looked so torn up on Friday. He was probably upset with himself for fucking a prostitute.

"yea is there a problem with my name?" He said grabbing me through my fishnets and underwear. I gasped but not at pleasure but instead because I was still in shock.

"No Gerard's a hot name but I think we've met before." I smirked.

He instantly backed up but of course he didn't remove his hand from my junk.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean I'm fun ghoul and we fucked Thursday night. I guess it wasn't a one time thing huh?"

His eyes grew and his jaw instantly went slack. He began throwing his jacket on and grabbing the money.

"It was a one time thing okay? I don't want my name thrown around anywhere got it?"

I nodded and he shoved the money at my chest then walked out.

Why'd he even give me the money?

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I ended up doing a threesome with some other random guys from the bar and raked in an extra 650. I was sore and tired from the three some so I decided I'd just ditch.

Then I remembered we had a science test
and Mr. Way still hated me even though we fucked.
I mean he'd never know we fucked if I could help it.

All he knew me as was frank iero the kid I saw fucking someone under the bleachers and getting into a random van after flashing himself.

So yea he knew I was a slut but he didn't know I was a hooker or more specifically his hooker.

i went into school by third period just for this stupid test. I took a seat in the back and studied Mr. Way for a while he didn't look broken like on Friday instead he just looked pissed.

As class went on my thought about him being pissed was proved correct.

He made me spit out my gum
he took my headphones off me
accused me of cheating
and gave me a detention

maybe fucking him would've just been easier.

Notes

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