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zan

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My real name is Suzanne, I do not think anyone knows that or even cares because short names are easier to forget. I left my small town fresh out of community college in search of big money and great adventure and love. My counrty girl look at the world and inexperance has made me an easy target. I am now with out money and pretty desprate for a break.

An escort service wont be that bad. The money is good I hear for a 5'3" blonde with blues eyes and a perky B cup. What can be so bad about going to a couple of party's with buisness man?
 
"Receptionist":

"Hello may I help you?"

"Yes we do have a blonde young lady listed and yes she's under 5'4" tall."

"Well sir, I'd have to ask her if she'd be interested in anything kinky and ascertain her fee if she is. Our normal fee is 200.00 an hour with a 3 hour minimum and that's to include dinner and drinks of course."

"Yes sir I'll ask her and will have the information when you call back again. Thank you for calling."

Your answering machine has a message from the 'service'.

"A regular customer, with rather kinky tastes, has called seeking someone fitting your description.
He knows our normal rate is 200.00 an hour and understands that kinky is extra.
Are you interested Zan and if so what rate do you wish to quote him?"
 
Re: client

Ok my first call I am ready..I think..The recetionist did not have musch to tell me about the client exept keep my mind open...
Well at this point I do not have any choice. I could really use the money. Just have to wait for the details
I had to tell my family that everything is fine and that I am working in an office. I hate to lie but I do not think I can face them if they new I was dating for a living.
I write in my diary that this will only be a few dates just until I find a job that pays well. Still looking for Mr. Right....Would love to have my first experiance in love, and in the bed room.
 
As yet unknown client:

"Yes, that fee's agreeable. I'll engage her for the whole night and perhaps the weekend if she pleases me.
"A certified check will be waiting for our meetingl made out to cash as usual.
"Have her dress nicely but with a bit of sluttiness too. Not over done mind you, tastefully.
"I'll meet her in the lounge of the Hilton downtown at 6:30 this evening. I'll have a rose laying in front of me, a single yellow rose.
"She's to call me either William or Sir unless and until I specify otherwise.
"Goodbye."

Before the appointed time I'd showered and dressed casually but nicely. My beard and moustache were both carefully trimmed and short.

I stepped back and looked into the floor length mirror at my 6'+ frame and smiled. 'Not bad for nearly 40. Working out pays off.,' I thought to myself with a twinkle in my blue eyes. My pony tail lay flat outside of my suede jacket and I was ready to go.

I left the suite and went downstairs to have a drink and wait. The yellow rose lay before me on the table.
 
My phone is ringing when I walk into my tiny apartment..I am beat! I have been looking for a job all day. I hope something will happen soon...
Hello..Yes..OK..I understand..No I will be right on time....I am not sure if I have anything like that..size 4...You will send something over..great Thank You

Good a little money will help get the landlord off of my back he keeps telling me with a body like this we can work something out..I am just not sure what he means...
Just enough time to shower and get ready before the limo form the agency arrives....

After a quick shower a rumage through my make up lets see...nothing to prime and proper but not over done.. alittle masacara..red lip stick and just a little light blush..not bad

Ok hair ..well the agancy is sending over a off the shoulder red dress so hair pulled up but with curls falling down my back.

(DOOR BELL) My dress arrives and the drive tells me I have 5 mints. no more HURRY

I quickly dress In the red off the shoulder dress. Very form fitting and sleek in the front hitting just above the knee It is scooped low in the front and back so I choose a black push up bra and sheer black thong. The back scoops almost to my waist line and ruffles flow below the knee. A very dramatic look but I do not think I have felt so dressed up but so undressed at the same time. A pair of black 9 inch lace up heels are included. I hope I can learn to walk in these before I meet this gentelman.

I leave my key with my neighbor because I was told to bring nothing at all and head to the limo.

The limo driver smiles and tells me I look stunning as he opens the door. On the way I ask him what I should expect..he just laughs a kind of ominous laugh and tells me not to worry. I ask hime if there will be dinner and dancor if there will be a lot of people. He laughs even harder and the makes a comment that I will never forget.

You really are that nieve country girl..we all thought it was just an act....

What does that mean I asked?SILENCE
The car stops and I take a deep breath and step out of the car. The driver wishes me luck and wispers something that sounds like ..I hope you really are not a virgin...but that can not be right.

I am 5 min. early I am looking for a well dressed 40 something names william
 
William:

Already in the lounge. You have to locate me in the bit secluded corner. *G
 
I walk around the room, I am having a hard time maintaining my composer my heart is beating so fast my breast heaves with every breath. This dress feels tighter than it did before I left and these damn high heels...
Ok get you thoughts together zan..slowly I make my way between the close tables the room is not really smoky but the smell of expenive cigars and cheep cologn fill the air. I have caught the eye of several attractive well dressed men in power suites and even a woman or two but no one fitts the disciption.
I turn to make the last round when I notice a yellow rose sitting on a table shadowed but a candle..I am having a hard time seeing the face of my first client. Pausing,only for a brief second, I step closer.
I draw a breath that last a life time when I look into your eyes for the first time. I have never seen love, lust and power in any man all at once before.

I smile offer and offer my hand.
 
The Client:

I think I'll make believe those heels are only 5-6" high. *G


"Hello young lady. I trust you see one with a yellow rose. Am I correct?" I say as it stand and take your hand. Looking down from my 6'+ height into you eyes and can see the uncertainly and wonder there, also the hint of fright.

You watch as my eyes leave yours and move down to the well framed and displayed cleavage. You ivory, silky skin holds my eyes for a moment before I look into yours again.

"Shall we sit and order you a drink. We can talk then and discuss our evening together and my expectations.
"You may call me Sebastian for now. I'll explain how you'll address me in private later."

As I sit again the low light in the lounge illuminates my face for a moment and you can see the carefully trimmed beard and moustache that surround my lips and line my jaw. There are a few small scars here and there that hint at a rough life at times, but they're old now so perhaps it was in the past.

My hand was large, the fingers long. My grip was strong, a repressed strength as I just a minimum of pressure to shake your hand, just enough to hint at the strength.

Once you're seated I take my place and signal a waiter over. "The lady will have an extra dry margurita with Cauntrau not Triple Sec and I'll have another drink. Please bring me a menu too."

When he leaves us my attention turns to you and focuses on you.
"Tell me why you're here. Tell me what you expect until you leave me."
 
As I sit my mind races my thoughts race. I notice all of the lines in his face, the powerful but beautiful way he smiles and gentleness in his touch. The moment I took your hand I had a sudden but very really feeling of fear that fadden quickly when I looked into the eternity of your eyes. Why do I feel like such a child with this man.
The waiter returns with our drinks and hands the gentle man a menue with the promise to return. My heart must have still be pounding because I suddenly feel flushed. Quickly I drink half of my margurita. Take a breath and relizing what a horrid picture that must have made I lay the chiled glass down and stare at the red lipstick imprintted on the top and I start " I am sorry this is my first well, date for the agency. I am so nervous at not knowing what to expect. I hope that you can forgive me. I will be better though out this weekend. I shift uneasly in my seat and run my right and over my crossed legs. I turn my blue eyes that are misting and glittering from the candle light torwards you and wait...Will I be rejected for not being lady enough? I think of the limo driver and his laughinigs at me because
"You really are that nieve country girl.."
I wonder what you are think?
 
The Client:

"This is truly your first date with a client. I see.
"Well you know how to address me, " I say with a smile. "It would be convienent if I knew what you wished to be called. That would be a good starting point."

I take a sip of my drink and continue as I watch your eyes to see your reactions, "It seems I'm to take on the role of teacher for you then as well as companion.
"There are many things I can teach if you're willing to learn them.
However, first I need to know about you.
"You have no need to feel embarrassment at my questions for I can't know what to teach until I know what you already know now can I?"

I open the menu and ask, "Do you have a preference? Meat, fowl, fish any allergies I should know about before I order for you?"

Then I wait for your answers sipping once more as I capture and hold your eyes with my blue ones.
 
The lines in your eyes seem to soften as we have this conversation. A teacher. I am sure this man has many things he can teach me.
"Forgive me for being rude. My name is Suzanne but almost everyone around her calls me Zan. I am very pleased to have you as a compainon and as a teacher." Thank you for understanding I really do wish to please you this weekend." As the words roll off of my tongue I see your eyebrow raise and you look uop from the menue for a second. When you look at me this time I feel a buring inside. Something I have never felt before. The buring of many life time intertwinned." Who is this man? What will he have for me this weekend. When our gaze is broken you look back at the menue. I pull my self back into reality and say " I really do not eat meat, I love seafood and fesh vetables. " Do you mind if I ask the same of you?If we are to spend the weekend together I hope to know you as well as you know me."
 
Sebastian:

The waiter approaches and enquires if we're ready to order before I can reply.

"The lady will have the fresh trout, broiled. The rice pilaf, fresh peas with the pearl onion sauce. I'll have the roast beef- medium, a baked potato with sour creme and butter, the same vegetable. We'll share a Caeser salad with the creamy house dressing and garlic crutons.
"No wine for dinner, but we will have two more drinks please."

Thanking me he leaves after giving you a very appreciative look that makes me smile.

"Well Zan, most clients wish to remain anonymous you need to know that as your first little lesson," I say with a smile so you know it isn't a rebuke just information being shared, "but over our time together you'll learn a lot about me I assure you, but I do expect you to do as I may ask or tell you without argument."

"Now Zan, are you willing to tell me intimate things about you? Answer intimate questions?"
 
This is the second time this evening I find myself impressed. I love your knowlege and the ease in which you order and take charge. Searching your face i find the answer slipping out before I had a chance to think.



"YES"



At that instant I am sure that one word has cange my life starting at this point.....
 
Sebastian:

"Excellent Zan."

My hand reaches over and covers yours as it lays on the table. My eyes claim yours and hold them, "Remember I did say intimate Zan.
"Are you still a virgin lovely Zan? Have you had sex with anyone in any way at all. That includes masterbating, oral, vaginal or anal?"

My eyes never leave yours, I squeeze your hand gently and hold it as I wait for your reply.
 
I know that you must see the shock in my eyes as you aske the question. I wait for you to break I eye contact but you never do. What should I say? The truth?Ofcourse I can feel his stare in my soul he would know. I bit my bottom lip and can ffel a slight heat in my cheeks...I wisper "I have only had one love but he never was my lover. " I can not help but almost laugh as I thought about the night in my fathers truck with Jimmie Fields. We parked at the old bard and started to make out and begged me to take off my shirt and I finally gave in. I let him run his hand over my 36 B cups. He put his mouth over the soft pink part of my nipples but then started to ruit around like an old sow so I started to laugh. He got made started the truck and we went home. We never dated again.
 
Sebastian:

"I thought as much Zan. There's a aura of innocence about you," I say with a soft and gentle smile as I tighten the gentle squeeze holding your hand briefly before relaxing to where it was before.

"Zan, we don't know each other, yet, so we can't be in love, but Zan will you let me be your first lover?
"Will you give to me what can only be given one time-- your virginity so I know it's taken properly and tenderly and not by some fumbling fool?"

I find it hard to understand how the escort agency could send out this innocent virgin without letting her know that sex was an inherrent part of what she'd be expected to do for her client, but I guess I shouldn't be. Money is all that counts today. At least they didn't 'auction' off her virginity and a really evil person isn't her first "date".
 
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