What You See Is What You Get
There's A First Time For Everything
Frank’s P.O.V
*Monday Night*
My high heels clack against the pavement in the cold November night; I fix my skirt and head to my usual spot on the corner of a deserted lamp lit street.
“Hey Frank” Pete says as I walk up to him
“Hey Pete” I say back
“What’s with the bag?” he gestures to my new pink handbag that I had picked up after school; I thought it would seem a bit easier to carry money and condoms in then under my thigh. I also didn’t realize how easier it was to carry my cigarettes and lighter inside
“It’s good to try new things” I shrug and he nods
“Cool, you starting your shift?” He questions
“After a quick smoke”
“You mind if I have one” I shake my head and pull two out, we walk behind the old building and light them up.
“So Frank…” Pete starts and I know with that voice it’s his serious talk,
“You’ve been here about the same time as me…and I guess I never questioned it, but you’re so young, I was just wondering what got you into this business” he ends, Not the first time I got this question from someone; I take a moment taking a hit before answering.
“Like you, and like a lot of people I needed money-“
“Yeah but no one just goes ‘hey I’m broke let me sell my body and become a prostitute’ there’s always more to it” I sighed, even the year I knew Pete he hasn’t really known me.
“One day, when I was living with my parents, my dad came home really drunk and yelled at my mom, I stood up for her and got in his face, he called me a faggot and hit me, couple more back and forth of yelling before he pinned me down and-“ I cut myself not wanting to go into too much detail; Pete knew what I was talking about though as he nodded and waited for me to continue
“I left, I stayed at a friends but knew I couldn’t forever…I needed money and I already felt used, so I went walking and I saw this…so why not feel used but gain something out of it” I said finishing the cigarette and smashing it with my heel. Pete stayed quiet for a moment
“How has it been since then?”
“It’s been good I guess, still in school, getting good grades, have an apartment and a car” He nods again as he leans against a wall
“What about you?” I wonder, I told him my story what about his; he looks down as if recalling the past memories
“I had a husband, surprisingly, before I started doing this…I found out he was cheating on me and I just hit rock bottom, I drained away all my savings with drinking, smoking, snorting, and prostitutes” he chuckles at the irony
“I just ran out of money, I stayed at my parents but when I didn’t help pay for living there they threatened to kick me out…I started doing this and when they wondered where all the money was coming from they kicked me out anyway when I told them” He chuckles again and throws his head back
“That…sucks” I say not really sure how to respond; he nods
“Yeah”
“How old are you anyway?” I wondered he didn’t look that old
“29” I nodded and we stood there in silence for a couple minutes
“I guess I better start my shift” I awkwardly say
“Yeah me too before Patrick gets mad”
“Does Patrick even get mad?” I ask with a smile, he laughs
“No but don’t want to take the chance do we?” We both laugh again as we head back around the building; it was around 9:45 pm and there weren’t too many cars on a Monday so we just talked as did the other prostitutes did to each other. When a car did pull up they either requested someone or one of us would go up to the car; maybe fifteen minutes later a red car pulled up
“Let me take the one with the tattoo” Pete and I looked at each other because we both had tattoos
“Which one?” Pete cooed hoping it would be him
“The younger one on the left” I grinned and I hear him sigh in disappointment
“Well…what about both of you, I have a motel, and I’ll pay extra” We both looked at each other again
“Let me take a better look at you” Pete said, we stepped closer and the dude was actually kind of cute; about Pete’s age, blonde hair, and nice bone structure. I looked to Pete and he nodded
“Okay” I simply said, the guy inside grinned and unlocked the car; Pete went in the passenger’s seat and I obviously went in the back. I’ve never been in a car with another prostitute; I mean I’ve seen it happened occasionally with other ones but it’s a first for me. Well there’s a first for everything I guess.
“Can we get a name?” Pete questions in his seductive voice; I decide to get into my character and lean forward placing a hand on the customers shoulder
“J-Jacob” He stutters and me and Pete both smile
“I’m Pete and that there is Frankie” Pete continues resting his hand on Jacob’s thigh
“What are you planning to do when we get to the motel?” I coo letting my hand run down his arm
“I was actually hoping to watch you two have sex, while I watch” He says as if a question…my eyes go wide, sex with Pete, I mean I shouldn’t be too surprised on his request but I never thought of having sex with Pete. But Pete being the person he is just winks at me
“I think we can make that happen” Jacob nods and smiles; a couple minutes later he parks outside a cheap motel and we get out, there seems to be no one around so we follow him to a door marked 5 and head inside the warm air. Like any motel there’s a bed, a lamp a separate chair, a small ass TV, and a small bathroom.
“Okay” Jacob starts awkwardly “Just start whenever-“
“We get paid upfront” Pete cuts in, it was true.
“Yeah sorry” he mumbles pulling out his wallet, he said we get paid extra I wonder how much of he doesn’t even know our prices. We look to each other when he pulls out a whole stack of twenty dollar bills and starts counting
“Is $500 each okay?”
“Yes” we both say simultaneously, holy shit that was over 5 times my price…I’m sleeping good tonight. I put my money in my new purse and set it down on the stand
“Question sweetheart?” I direct to Jacob
“Is this your first time buying a prostitute?” He nods and I think both Pete’s and I’s thoughts are confirmed. He sits down on the chair and clears his throat
“Like I said, start whenever” he leans back and I walk up to Pete
“I’ve kind of wanted to do this for a while” Pete admits as he grabs my waist, I should have thought that but I was kind of surprised by it too
“Just pretend he’s not there, just us” I nod and he leans in pressing his lips to mine…
*Monday Night*
My high heels clack against the pavement in the cold November night; I fix my skirt and head to my usual spot on the corner of a deserted lamp lit street.
“Hey Frank” Pete says as I walk up to him
“Hey Pete” I say back
“What’s with the bag?” he gestures to my new pink handbag that I had picked up after school; I thought it would seem a bit easier to carry money and condoms in then under my thigh. I also didn’t realize how easier it was to carry my cigarettes and lighter inside
“It’s good to try new things” I shrug and he nods
“Cool, you starting your shift?” He questions
“After a quick smoke”
“You mind if I have one” I shake my head and pull two out, we walk behind the old building and light them up.
“So Frank…” Pete starts and I know with that voice it’s his serious talk,
“You’ve been here about the same time as me…and I guess I never questioned it, but you’re so young, I was just wondering what got you into this business” he ends, Not the first time I got this question from someone; I take a moment taking a hit before answering.
“Like you, and like a lot of people I needed money-“
“Yeah but no one just goes ‘hey I’m broke let me sell my body and become a prostitute’ there’s always more to it” I sighed, even the year I knew Pete he hasn’t really known me.
“One day, when I was living with my parents, my dad came home really drunk and yelled at my mom, I stood up for her and got in his face, he called me a faggot and hit me, couple more back and forth of yelling before he pinned me down and-“ I cut myself not wanting to go into too much detail; Pete knew what I was talking about though as he nodded and waited for me to continue
“I left, I stayed at a friends but knew I couldn’t forever…I needed money and I already felt used, so I went walking and I saw this…so why not feel used but gain something out of it” I said finishing the cigarette and smashing it with my heel. Pete stayed quiet for a moment
“How has it been since then?”
“It’s been good I guess, still in school, getting good grades, have an apartment and a car” He nods again as he leans against a wall
“What about you?” I wonder, I told him my story what about his; he looks down as if recalling the past memories
“I had a husband, surprisingly, before I started doing this…I found out he was cheating on me and I just hit rock bottom, I drained away all my savings with drinking, smoking, snorting, and prostitutes” he chuckles at the irony
“I just ran out of money, I stayed at my parents but when I didn’t help pay for living there they threatened to kick me out…I started doing this and when they wondered where all the money was coming from they kicked me out anyway when I told them” He chuckles again and throws his head back
“That…sucks” I say not really sure how to respond; he nods
“Yeah”
“How old are you anyway?” I wondered he didn’t look that old
“29” I nodded and we stood there in silence for a couple minutes
“I guess I better start my shift” I awkwardly say
“Yeah me too before Patrick gets mad”
“Does Patrick even get mad?” I ask with a smile, he laughs
“No but don’t want to take the chance do we?” We both laugh again as we head back around the building; it was around 9:45 pm and there weren’t too many cars on a Monday so we just talked as did the other prostitutes did to each other. When a car did pull up they either requested someone or one of us would go up to the car; maybe fifteen minutes later a red car pulled up
“Let me take the one with the tattoo” Pete and I looked at each other because we both had tattoos
“Which one?” Pete cooed hoping it would be him
“The younger one on the left” I grinned and I hear him sigh in disappointment
“Well…what about both of you, I have a motel, and I’ll pay extra” We both looked at each other again
“Let me take a better look at you” Pete said, we stepped closer and the dude was actually kind of cute; about Pete’s age, blonde hair, and nice bone structure. I looked to Pete and he nodded
“Okay” I simply said, the guy inside grinned and unlocked the car; Pete went in the passenger’s seat and I obviously went in the back. I’ve never been in a car with another prostitute; I mean I’ve seen it happened occasionally with other ones but it’s a first for me. Well there’s a first for everything I guess.
“Can we get a name?” Pete questions in his seductive voice; I decide to get into my character and lean forward placing a hand on the customers shoulder
“J-Jacob” He stutters and me and Pete both smile
“I’m Pete and that there is Frankie” Pete continues resting his hand on Jacob’s thigh
“What are you planning to do when we get to the motel?” I coo letting my hand run down his arm
“I was actually hoping to watch you two have sex, while I watch” He says as if a question…my eyes go wide, sex with Pete, I mean I shouldn’t be too surprised on his request but I never thought of having sex with Pete. But Pete being the person he is just winks at me
“I think we can make that happen” Jacob nods and smiles; a couple minutes later he parks outside a cheap motel and we get out, there seems to be no one around so we follow him to a door marked 5 and head inside the warm air. Like any motel there’s a bed, a lamp a separate chair, a small ass TV, and a small bathroom.
“Okay” Jacob starts awkwardly “Just start whenever-“
“We get paid upfront” Pete cuts in, it was true.
“Yeah sorry” he mumbles pulling out his wallet, he said we get paid extra I wonder how much of he doesn’t even know our prices. We look to each other when he pulls out a whole stack of twenty dollar bills and starts counting
“Is $500 each okay?”
“Yes” we both say simultaneously, holy shit that was over 5 times my price…I’m sleeping good tonight. I put my money in my new purse and set it down on the stand
“Question sweetheart?” I direct to Jacob
“Is this your first time buying a prostitute?” He nods and I think both Pete’s and I’s thoughts are confirmed. He sits down on the chair and clears his throat
“Like I said, start whenever” he leans back and I walk up to Pete
“I’ve kind of wanted to do this for a while” Pete admits as he grabs my waist, I should have thought that but I was kind of surprised by it too
“Just pretend he’s not there, just us” I nod and he leans in pressing his lips to mine…
Notes
Dear Lord it's been way to fucking long I am so sorry
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