Holly - Do the Dishes

[little_golden]

Holly had never expected her experiences in the U.S.A to be so grueling. She had traveled to the U.S. as a high school foreign exchange student. She had dreams of making it big in Hollywood and for a year after graduation had lived in L.A. But with no work visa, and funds running low she had been forced into menial labor jobs. She needed cash with no paper trails. Sometimes her employers took advantage of the situation. The men wanted to screw her and then get rid of her. The wives typically worked her like a slave and then tried to cheat her on her wages. It was always a challenged to smile at the men and to feign interest, while placating the wives that they looked fantastic and that she was working hard to keep them and their house beautiful.

At nineteen years of age, Holly was a stunning brunetter with blonde highlights who attracted a lot of interest. Her problem was that she spoke English with a heavy foreign accent. She was forced out to the edge of society given she was an illegal alien. Most of the men in her life wanted a quick fuck or a place to crash for a few days.

Life was rough for Holly and made worse by a drug addiction that she carefully hid from her employers. Buying and using drugs made her vulnerable to a whole range of drug dealers and pimps. There definitely was a dark side to the city and Holly had regularly been there too.

OCC - Interested in being either a male/female client? Interested in being one of her acquaintances on the dark city streets? PM me with your character idea and thread direction ideas. (Smiles...)

 

[RockYourWorld]

Jack Casey

Her name was Holly, and she was German. Perfect.

Jack Casey was sure that her real name was something other than Holly, but that only made her more attractive to him for the chore he had in mind for her. If she was someone who had the gumption and wherewithal to change her name and assume another identity, she more than likely had the talents to work for him, even if she didn’t realize it yet. So, her name wasn’t Holly. That was ok. Jack Casey’s real name wasn’t Jack Casey.

Al Qaeda had often found sanctuary in Germany. Previous terrorist activities had often been traced to secret meetings that had taken place in Germany. The Middle Eastern men of a certain age who studied at the German Universities were plentiful, and the ones who had committed their lives to eventual martyrdom were watched closely by the Jack Casey and his coworkers at the CIA.

The problem was when these students found patronage and support from those who were harder to track, men and women of dubious background who saw opportunity for quick profit in dealing with terrorists. The fact that the terrorists intended to bring about mass death didn’t matter to these profiteers. Especially men like Hans Gunter.

Gunter had at least 10 known aliases and at least 100 known bank accounts. Jack had been following him for three years and had been unable to make anything stick to him. Jack knew Gunter was dirty, and wanted more than anything to just kill him, but never was able to get the clearance. He was told he needed to get inside Gunter’s circle, find out how connected he was, find out how far his circle extended. Grudgingly, he accepted the challenge and began to plan how to get inside.

A break came when Jack got the information that Hans Gunter was coming stateside. Jack needed to find out why. He didn’t know why, but there were things he did know about Gunter. Hans Gunter had a weakness for drugs and women – women like Holly.

Holly appeared to have been cruising the mean streets, looking for a hit. Jack pulled his dark sedan up where she was walking.

“Hello, Holly.” he said to her as she walked along the dark sidewalk. “Yes, I know your name. And I know you. I have a business proposition for you if you’d like to listen. Please, get in the car.”

 

[little_golden]

Holly was working the red light district to supplement her meager earnings as a maid. It was a warm night and she dressed in a tight pink halter top and an amazing body hugging pair of white short shorts. Her hair was down and floated in the light breeze as she walked. If she could land a few tricks tonight she'd have enough for a few days of drugs.

A man pulled up in an expensive looking car but Holly wasn't surprised. It was usually the rich married men who wanted a hooker by the hour. She sauntered over to the car window which zipped down as she approached.

The man inside spoke directly:


“Hello, Holly.... Yes, I know your name. And I know you. I have a business proposition for you if you’d like to listen. Please, get in the car.”

"What... How do you know my name... A business proposal.... Sounds like sex for money to me" Holly grinned as she quickly jumped into the car seat. The seat was leather and the interior of the car very plush and expensive looking.

 

[RockYourWorld]

She was much prettier than he had anticipated. He was expecting a worn out, broken down slut. But the bloom of her youth had not yet been spoiled. She might have actually had a chance for a decent life had she not been the prey of the bloodsuckers he saw walking around this shithole part of the city. But Jack had to admit that his intentions for Molly weren’t exactly wholesome, either.

They drove off as she settled into her seat. He looked over to her and smiled.

“How would you like to make a quick $500? I’m trying to impress a man, a man I need to do business with. But it’s a little tricky. He can’t know about me. I need for my presence to be a surprise. In the meantime, I need you to entertain him. Flatter him, pleasure him. He is a man of very expensive and very fine tastes. He enjoys having fun and he enjoys the company of beautiful women.

Jack reached into his pocket and pulled out a wad of cash. As he held the steering wheel with his fingers, he managed to count out five $100 bills. He handed them to her without looking at her.

“So, do we have a deal?”

 

[little_golden]

Holly got in the car with expectation of making a fast $50 or $100. The man smiled at her and she knew right away that this was a John that could pay and was interested. He drove off down the street before they could settle service and price.

The man spoke in a cool confident tone:

“How would you like to make a quick $500? I’m trying to impress a man, a man I need to do business with. But it’s a little tricky. He can’t know about me. I need for my presence to be a surprise. In the meantime, I need you to entertain him. Flatter him, pleasure him. He is a man of very expensive and very fine tastes. He enjoys having fun and he enjoys the company of beautiful women."

Holly was nodding her head. With $500 she could buy her drugs, buy some food, and even put some money towards rent. Her eyes were big as the man pulled out a wad of cash to show he was very serious.

She watched as he counted out five $100 bills and handed them to her. At first she thought they might be fake but as she checked them out she realized that they were indeed real.

The man looked at her and asked:

“So, do we have a deal?”

"Mister... For $500 I'd fuck you and your wife.... and a friend too" Holly grinned seductively.

"Now where and when?" Holly asked. She wanted to get details on the whole plan.

 

[RockYourWorld]

She was as willing as he had thought she would be. Or maybe she was just desperate, for attention, or anything anyone was willing to throw her way. Jack knew that people like her were perfect, perfect to be used up for what ever purposes were necessary, and tossed away like human garbage. The best thing about people like this girl is that they left no trace once they disappeared. No families asking questions, no one looking for them when they turned up missing.

“Where and when? I like that. You’re ready to go! Ready to get to work.”

He glanced over her, and knew that she would do just fine. More than fine, the more he looked at her. In fact, maybe some up-close inspection would be in order. He kept a safe house not too far from here. Maybe he could take her inside, and describe what he needed her to do. Not that any of it would matter. Once Gunter got hold of her, she was almost certainly dead. Better get what I can from her now, Jack thought.

“I need you to understand, this is very sensitive work. I’d like to take you someplace quiet where I can talk it over with you.”

And fuck your brains out, he didn’t say to her.

 

[little_golden]

Holly was delighted with the thought of a quick $500. In her mind she already had the money spent. She certainly owed enough money.

The customer was smiling and she suspected he liked her answer and attitude.

She listened as he explained:

“I need you to understand, this is very sensitive work. I’d like to take you someplace quiet where I can talk it over with you.”

"Oh sure... You like to plan it first.... That's cool with me... if you got s special little outfit I can wear that too... I got a little maid's costume that is very popular... But whatever you want mister... " Holly said with a seductive grin as she helped herself into his vehicle.

Easy money.... she thought to herself.

Maybe I can take off early... I'll fuck this guy and his friends... Get my stuff... Then vegetate in my apartment... If that fucking pimp Charlie come by... I'll have to give him something... He'll never know I got $500... I'll cheat him and give him $50.... she decided.

 

[RockYourWorld]

The Agency safe house was down the end of a dark neglected street in one of the worse parts of the city. Jack looked around and shook his head and all the poverty and squalor. If Holly was making her living on these streets, she was lucky to still be alive. If Jack ended up sending her on the mission he had in mind, to bring down Hans Gunter, she might find these streets to be relatively safe. But that was a concern for another day.

The safe house was known in the neighborhood as what it was, which presented a problem for people like Jack. He couldn’t have it getting around that the house was populated by clandestine agents, so he and his coworkers had to actually break into the house now and then to make it look like every other place in the neighborhood. OF course, if anyone else tried that, their career as a criminal ended prematurely.

Jack took Holly inside. He told her to make herself at home. He sat next to her on the couch next to her. “So, Holly. Tell me about yourself.” His manner was smooth. So was the inside of her thigh as he ran his hand along it.

 

[little_golden]

Holly was taken to a local house by her customer. It was a local place that seemed a little run down just like all the others. To her surprise the inside wasn't as messed up as she expected. It looked like the electricity and the heating actually worked. There wasn't a cockroach in sight either.

She was little surprised when Jack told her to make herself at home. But she made a point of helping herself to a nearby bottle of Jack Daniels.

When she finished her drink, and returned to the couch, Jack sat beside her and stated:

“So, Holly. Tell me about yourself.”

"Not much to tell" she replied with a smile. As he slid his hand the inside of her thigh she told him with a seductive grin:

"If you want to fork over the $500 we can start... No point waiting... I charge for extras.... "