Neat n Naked (Closed for SheldonDorian) PM for Appt

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"Neat n Naked...where our girls suck better than hoovers. How can we help you?"
 
“Yeah, hi.” Said the caller. “I’m…Greg. Yeah, Greg LaCroix.” An indistinct shuffling sound could be heard. “So, uh, my house is kinda cruddy right now?” the warm, deep voice broke, “Since my wife left last week I kinda haven’t felt up to much cleaning. My buddy at work told me to call your company.” The caller lowered his voice, though he was alone, “You guys do offer, um, EXTRA services, right?”
 
"Welcome sir. To answer your question, nothing is extra. Pay on price and you get it all based on the personal limits of the person you hire. Trust me you will not be disappointed." Came teh deep throaty voice teh regulars loved.

"Now tell me what you're looking for?"
 
"Seriously, that's all I do? Just ask for what I want?" "Greg" thought for several seconds. Hoping that the operator didn't think he hung up or something, he continued, "Well, my wife, my wife was a boring bitch. And too damn skinny. Can you find me the wildest, most unconventional girl you have? Maybe someone with a little flesh on their bones?"

The caller though for a few more moments. "I want a wild girl, not manic-pixie-dream girl, but full of life. Man, Linda seemed so DEAD inside." Letting out a long breath, he added. "If, you know, that's not too much to ask?"
 
"Wild and meaty huh? I think I can find something like that. Any preferences on tats or piercings? How about kinks or fetishes you like or dislike?"
 
“Yeah,” said “Greg”, “Tats, piercing, all of that.” He paused again. “Kinks? Uh, nothing too wild. I guess I like…vanilla stuff? I want a girl who can pretend to be my buddy besides the other things, you know?” The caller swallowed, trying to keep it together. “I guess I’m kinda’ lame huh?”
 
"SO a girl with tats and pierceings but who likes to keep it simple in the bedroom. Let's take a look see..."

Miley 26 5'6" 112lbs 34-24-38
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Miley is an aspiring suicide girl, who loves nothing better than netflix and chill with her friends. She believes in loyalty, and friendship. Rated 9.3

Fianna 5'8" 120lbs 36C-22-36
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Fianna is a first generation American, her parents came from Ireland just weeks before she was born. She adapted to life in the US and became a typical american girl next door. Her tats were to hide some birthmarks she didn't like. She dresses to match her tats but she is just a typical girl next door. Rated 9.5

Tay-ler 5'7" 130lbs 34B-26-34
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Tay-ler is a bit of a free spirit. She is an artist, and let a aspiring tattoo artist use her to practice. That is how she is. Sweet and giving, loves to help people and animals, willing to give of herself to help someone else. Loves all knndds of people and makes friends easily. Rated 9.8
 
"I think I'd get along great with Tay-lor." Said Greg. "How long do you think it will take her to get here? Do you know what kind of pizza she likes? I'm going to order in for us. Do you think Amstel Lite would be okay with her? Is there anything else I should know about her?"
 
"We don't have that kind of information on file, but we do have allergy and dietary restrictions, and there;s nothing here that would indicate pizza or beer preferences. I can have her contact you about that if you'd like."
 
"Yeah, that would be great." Said Greg. "But wait, she does what I want right? She'll be off with some other guy tomorrow night, right?" Greg sighed. "She'd like me to take charge wouldn't she?" Greg let out a deep sigh, "Okay, I can keep this together. Have her call me with her pizza preference. I can't have fun if she isn't."
 
"I will give her your number.Expect a call in the next 30 minutes. Anything else I can help you with sir?" she says smiling.
 
Greg picked up the phone on the first ring. "Mom, I'm expecting a call, can this wait?" Greg gulped. "Oh, shit. It's you isn't it. I'm so sorry. So, how are you?"
 
Hi greg, it's tay. How are you hun?" Came a bright cheery voice. "Confusing me with your mom, huh you have a bit of an Oedipus complex?" she asks with laughter in her voice so he knows she's teasing.
 
"Hi, Tay." Greg laughed. "I'm going great. Hey, so what do you like on your pizza? I figured I'd order out for us."
 
The usual. Bread, sauce, cheese, peppers, olives, crickets... nothing special." she tells him.
 
"How about a veggie special then? Do you not eat meat, or is that too personal a question?"
 
"No that's not personal at all," she says disappointed he completely missed her joke about crickets. So much for a sense of humor she thought to herself.

"I eat meat. I don't think I would have a job if I didn't." she says to see if he would react to her jokes or if she should give up with him.
 
"I think I'll get us a regular combo then, since you eat meat." Greg said. "I'm not bi or anything but I eat meat too." Greg laughed. "Is there any particular meat you like best?"
 
"I don't eat seafood, other than that, no." she replies. "I'll see you tomorrow." she hangs up and laughs. THis guy is going to be fun she thinks to herself.
 
When Tay hung up, Greg began to shake. Shit, I think I fucked up. He thought. But she is coming.

Greg rifled through his closet trying to pick the right thing to wear. After about ten minutes of that, he figured he was trying too hard and that would turn Tay off.

He decided it would be better to work on a play-list for her visit. He carefully built a three hour mix based on The Smiths, The Decemberists, and Smashing Pumpkins only to delete it in disgust.

"Just relax, buddy." He said to himself. "You're paying her to give you a good time." Yeah, but if I'm not good enough for her I'll know. he thought.

Greg hopped into the shower and imagined Tay's soft hands on his shaft.
 
Tay knocks on the door, wondering what he would be like. She smiled remembering their conversation, hoping he was as sweet as he sounded on the phone.
 
Greg literally ran to open the door. "Hi, you must be Tay!" He gestured to the kitchen island, the pizza arrived about...". "Six minutes ago." He added, looking at his watch. "There's beer in the fridge too."

The gentle strains of Feist filled the apartment. The living room and kitchen were quite clean, but piles of laundry and papers were visable in further corners.

Greg opened his arms slightly, awkwardly waiting on a possible hug.
 
She stepped in to the hug and held him tight crushing her tits into his chest. She kissed his cheek as they hugged.
 
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