"Two-fer Tuesday" (A Chapter from THSHC)

[CutiePie1997]

"Two-fer Tuesday"

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A Chapter from THSHC.
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Pamela: Profile and Image

Julie and Kimberly Baker: Profile for both and Image of both, pictured left to right.


Friday evening:

Referring to Charles Thompson, who had referred Jason Hawthorne to her, Pamela said, "Chuck tells me you have an interest in being with two girls ... together ... a little menage a toi."

"Well, yes, Pamela, I admit, I was curious if...two girls was a thing you could provide ... "

It was. But only because of a total fluke in Pamela's recruitment efforts. After Lilly's first attempt at prostitution with one John Hanford -- sexually satisfying but professionally lacking -- Pamela had set the 18 year old wanna-be hooker with a couple of her regulars, who -- with Pamela's additional guidance -- had trained her in the difference between being a girl friend and an escort. Ironically, the result was what Pamela called the Girlfriend Experience, simply defined as making the client feel as though they are with an actual girl friend who cares only for their sexual needs, not for their wallet.

Lilly's growth over just those four dates had been spectacular. But the trust test was going to be sending her back for a second date with Mister Hanford, a Malibu beach neighbor of Pamela and the father of Rose, a Harrison High classmate of both teen escorts. If John signed off on Lilly's transformation, then Pamela knew the girl would become a big money maker for her.

So how did Lilly tie into her current sit down, meet and greet with the man sitting before her? It had been Lilly who had recruited the Baker Cousins into The High School Hookers Club, much to Pamela's chagrin. The two blood relatives -- who had been one another's lovers since long before even a liberal society would have approved -- had decided that it was time to give men a try. Lilly had delved into a long conversation with the cousins -- that pushed every so slowly toward convincing the girls that they should try to get something more than just a new experience and, with luck, some new pleasures.

"What do you mean?" the 18 year old Kimberly had asked.

"Money," Lilly had said without hesitation. Then as the two girls just stared in surprise, she added, "Most men would pay a lot of money to be with two sexy young women like yourselves ... add to that that your not just two girls but two lesbians!"

The reaction to Lilly letting it be known that she knew the two cousins were one another's lovers was greatly different. Julie looked angry and offended, an outgrowth of her belief that her involvement with her own relative had been a secret, even to Lilly who was Kimberly's best friend. Kimberly, however, blushed a fiery red and glanced away, embarrassed. She'd told Lilly what she and her cousin had been doing for years during a night of passion between Kimberly and Lilly, something that was still unknown to Julie, who had always been very jealous of her cousin's friendships with other females.

Lilly continued on without regard to the cousins' reactions, "Guys drool over the idea of being with lesbians. I'm serious! I don't have to tell you that. How many guys at Harrison had tried to get one or the other of you together with another girl before? I know for a fact that Big Bob Templeton tried to get the two of you to go to his hotel room after last year's prom."

The three of them had discussed the concept of charging a guy for fucking them, with the cousins not yet understanding that Lilly herself had recently had her first paid appointment with a john named John. Finally, when the very persuasive Lilly got them onboard, she hooked them up -- to their continuing surprise -- with Pamela Dryer, who then arranged testing and birth control for them. And now, here was Pamela arranging for their inaugural appointment.

Jason continued his answer to Pamela, adding the detail of...

"Certainly, it would be my preference that the girls are previously acquainted, if for no other reason than their own comfort. If that helps them ... Put on a bit of a show, then all the better. But, not a requirement. I trust that you know how to handle something like this."

Pamela smiled a bit, happy with the way this was unfolding. So far, her new business venture had gone very well, far better than expectations. She told Jason, "The two young ladies I have in mind are perfect. Actually ... they're better than perfect."

She glanced around to ensure no eavesdroppers, then continued, "They are lesbians..." She explained that one of them had given her virginity to a boy long ago yet had not been with a man since; and that the other had never been with a male and, in fact, had only been with one other female beyond the long relationship she'd had with her current partner, "Her cousin."

She saw the effect of the word cousin on Jason, and continued, "The two girls I have in mind for you are biological cousins. Is that a problem? The incest angle, I mean?"

 

[Lustful_Intentions]

Throughout the conversation, Pamela had been delicate about the entirety of her enterprise-what she offered, how it was offered, and under what terms.

Now, she was getting down to the meat of it.

Jason listened, dispassionate, as she worked through the particulars of the girls she had in mind for him. His upbringing and profession prized a certain bit of stoicism when dealing with strangers or items with a business element. While he was certainly purchasing an experience, a bit of pleasure, he knew he needed to treat it as a transaction, no matter how Pamela positioned it. Otherwise, this young girl, striking and confident as she was, would have an upper hand that he didn't necessarily want to give, given the legality of the pending transaction.

Then, the word 'cousins' slipped delicately from Pamela's lips, hanging in the air. His eyebrows raised, a bit of a jolt going through him.

Cousins? Relatives? Fuck. That could be asking for trouble, couldn't it?

Jason paused, letting Pamela finish. She shared the rest. One of the girls pure, untouched in...that way. Both of them seemingly open to the idea, willing to put themselves in the situation in exchange for the right payment. If anything, he could hear the price tag climbing at the specter of a virgin. She posed the question directly. Did he have a problem with their incestuous relationship?

Letting out a long breath, he looked Pamela square in the eye. "Look, whatever kinks these girls have, that's their business. If they're lovely, and they're clean and ready, that's not going to be the thing that scares me off. Besides, it's not like they can get each other pregnant." He finished, shrugging his shoulders and leaning back. In the moment, he was struck by how lovely Pamela was. Perhaps it was the fact that sex was being discussed, even in more clinical, transactional terms, but, he was noticing her a bit.

Smoothing a hand through his dark hair, he sat up straight. "No, Pamela, it doesn't bother me. I'm still interested in their," He coughed, "Services. Now, before we talk terms, I'd like a good look at them. I assume that's acceptable to you?"

 

[CutiePie1997]

(OOC: Remember, ignore the models in the dresses and pay attention to the dresses themselves.)


Pamela was tickled pink and finding it hard to hide her joy. But, with the exception of a slight widening of her lips, she managed. It was ironic that during her career as an escort and prostitute, Pamela had rarely felt joy at making successful connections with new clients; yet, for the Club, she was finding herself repeatedly tickled pink at the great successes she and the her Members were making.

It wasn't about the sex, of course. It was about the growth of the business. Pamela had started this venture simply to earn more money than she could with her own mouth and pussy, to pay the rent on the Malibu house. But, as time went on, she was finding herself more and more pleased with the entrepreneurial side of what she was doing. Pamela had never contemplated owning a business, let alone one based on providing sexual services.

In response to Jason's desire to meet the Baker Cousins, Pamela reached for her smart phone as she said, "Of course."

She tapped, swiped, and tapped again -- sending a prewritten text -- then looked to Jason again and told him, "It'll only be a moment."

She studied his face for a response to realizing that the Baker Cousins were actually on hand. But Jason seemed to have an ability to control his reactions in a way many men couldn't. She told him, "I don't know if you were wanting to ... you know ... tonight, or possibly another night in the future..."

Using the working names the girls had chosen to use for now, Pamela continued, "...but Jessie and Kallie just happened to be in the neighborhood, so..."

She looked away from Jason and gave an expression of recognition as Julie and Kimberly entered the lounge. "Here they are now."

Julie had an emotionless expression on her perfectly painted face. Pamela was well aware that it was Kimberly who was more interested in being with a man than her older cousin. Julie was doing this more for moral support of her cousin-lover ... and to be close at hand should anything go wrong. Pamela would have been concerned if it wasn't for the long, one on one conversation she had had with Julie about what was coming. Pamela had every confidence in both of the girls, particularly since Julie -- the Alpha Female of the pair -- had guaranteed Pamela that the client would end his time with them very happy ... and very satisfied.

The older cousin was wearing a tight fitting, red, button up blouse with a plunging neck line. It showed off her 36DD breasts and just enough of the lace of the black bra boosting them to draw the attention of the other lounge patrons who caught sight of her as she passed. The lower hem left visible an inch or so of flat belly between the blouse and a black skirt that fit her buttocks tightly then dangled more freely about her mid thighs. Although Jason couldn't see it, Pamela also knew that Julie was wearing a tiny thong and a basic garter belt that held in place the black stockings hugging her fit legs down to her four inch heels.

All in all, Julie had the look Pamela knew would make any man hot and bothered.

Kimberly was a different story. She was very excited to be here, which baffled Pamela thoroughly. The 18 year old whose only lovers had been two other females, her cousin and --unbeknownst to Julie -- her best friend Lilly, was all smiles as she entered a couple of steps behind the older Baker. Seeing Pamela, Kimberly's tight lipped smile widened; and seeing Jason, it became toothy with delight.

In contrast to the sexier and more voluptuous Julie, Kimberly was less dramatic in her appearance. Her makeup was understated and more natural; her dress was younger and showed off less flesh. Underneath, she, too, wore a tiny thong. But unlike her cousin, Kimberly wore no bra, garter, or stockings. Pamela knew that one descending zipper would leave her standing before the client in nothing but a tiny thong. And like her cousin, Kimberly drew the attention of patrons, as did Julie, as the pair walked up to the booth and stopped.

"Hello girls," Pamela said reaching out to take one of Kimberly's hands and squeeze it softly. She looked between the three as she made the introductions, "Jason, I'd like you to meet a couple of friends of mine, Jessie and Kallie."

Kimberly giggled a bit at the mentioning of her alias, but Julie only offered her hand out to Jason, telling him with a confident tone, "Nice to meet you, Jason."

They chatted for a moment before Pamela nodded back the way the pair had come and said, "I reserved you a table in the corner."

It was the madam's way of excusing the hookers so she could finish her business...

Once they were gone, Pamela looked back to Jason and asked simply, "Acceptable?"

 

[Lustful_Intentions]

Lifting his head as the girls entered the room, his dark green eyes stare locked in on the pair-the same as likely happened with most of the other patrons. Of course, Jason and Pamela were the only ones who knew exactly why these girls were making their way towards the table, and the topic of conversation.

Even as they strode across the floor, it was obvious that Jessie, the older one, was the more confident one. Stronger in her countenance, more measured in her steps and her mannerisms than Kallie. Frankly, the younger one almost, from a distance, looked too young. Jason was certainly many things, including a bit of a ravenous pervert, but he wasn't keen on messing around with a girl under the age of 18, even if that birthday was looming near.

He stood when Pamela did, taking Jessie's offered hand. It was, unsurprisingly, soft, slender and feminine. Perhaps it was the physical contact, or the catching color of her red blouse, but he let his hand linger in hers for more than might have been polite in most circumstances. Dropping her hand, he participated in the small talk, avoiding any personal details that might be revealing about their circumstances. The Harrison community wasn't huge, but he knew well enough not to try and delve into who they were, sticking instead to simple queries about the weather and if they'd ever been to the relatively upscale restaurant in which they were standing.

Throughout the brief interaction he caught a hint of what might be charitably called enthusiasm from Kallie. That was a good sign, to be sure, though he still needed some assurances from Pamela that she was indeed 18, which he was sure she'd provide after the girls walked away, which they did promptly at her dismissal.

When they were gone, Jason noted that Pamela didn't return to her seat, causing him to remain standing as well. It was clear that she was ready to conclude her involvement for the evening.

And so, he nodded, brief in his response, a small smile curling the corners of his mouth, betraying his inner monologue that told him to hold a little bit back. "Yes, Pamela, Jessie and Kallie are quite acceptable. However," he paused, picking his words carefully, "I suppose I should ask, and this is just to be clear-your girls are all of legal age-papers in order, all that. Correct? If so, then yes, I'd be very interested in their time. I guess it would then merely be a question of timing and payment, but I assume you're getting to that."

 

[CutiePie1997]

Pamela smiled broadly, even chuckling a bit at Jason's question about the girls' ages. If only he knew how many times men had worried about that issue. She told him with a reassuring tone, "While some of them may lack in experience ... as do Jessie and Kallie ... all of my girls are of age. I would never put them, myself, or my clients in that kind of situation."

"I guess it would then merely be a question of timing and payment, but I assume you're getting to that."

To that issue, Pamela smiled and gestured Jason back to his seat. After she'd sat and looked for eavesdroppers again, she explained for her own protection, "Keep in mind that the girls only guarantee their company ... nothing more."

Even though Pamela knew Jason was expecting sex, she couldn't speak of sex and money in the same conversation. She continued, "Because the girls are new to the business, one might expect a ... discount for their company. However, I think most men might pay a premium to spend some ... quality time with them ... a kind of quality time no man has every spent with them before."

Pamela let the vision of deflowering two lesbians dance about in Jason's mind for a moment before she got to the nitty gritty with, "They are available tonight if you would like ... or Tuesday."

Harrison High had mid terms on Wednesday, but Pamela knew that neither of the Baker Cousins had tests that day. It made Pamela laugh inside to think that the two could stay out to prostitute themselves because it wasn't a school night. Of all the things to use a night off for, right?

"Two-fer Tuesday, you could call it," she continued with a playful smile, reminding him that he wasn't paying just for the company of one young woman but for two. "Regardless of which night, I'm thinking you'll need some time to get familiar with Jessie and Kallie ... some time to get comfortable with one another. And you mentioned maybe seeing a ... how did you put it...? A bit of a show...? So ... I'm thinking three hours ... three hundred dollars. Or, the entire night ... a thousand dollars."

She watched for Jason's reaction, then added a detail she'd forgotten, "Each!"

 

[Lustful_Intentions]

That Pamela was offering the girls up for this evening caused Jason to look up and back over her shoulder towards the booth where the girls were tucked away, just out of eyesight. If he turned his head enough, he might have been able to see one of Kallie's feet swinging under the table as she chatted happily with her cousin.

"Keep in mind that the girls only guarantee their company ... nothing more."

"Yes, Pamela, I'm very clear on that. Based on our quick conversation, I'm sure they're quite lovely...company."

When Pamela brought up the prospect of price, Jason swallowed hard. He knew the kind of girls Pamela was trading in weren't going to be cheap, but, even that price made him pause a bit. He could afford it-the trust fund his grandfather set up years ago was more than sufficient for him to engage in a proclivity like this. And, really, it could happen on a regular basis if he chose.

Yet, it wouldn't be right, in his mind, if he didn't negotiate to some degree. And so, he engaged in some give and take with Pamela. The girls were there, he reasoned, so no reason not to at least take them for a bit of a test-drive tonight.

Ultimately, they agreed on an extra hour for the $300 for (each), then quietly made the arrangements for payment.

With the terms agreed upon, Jason stood, offering his hand, adding "And if it goes well tonight, perhaps I might be able to make some time for them for a nice evening on Tuesday-if they don't have anything else to do. Now, those girls came all the way down here, perhaps I could buy them a quick bite to eat since we're already here?"

 

[CutiePie1997]

With the negotiations over, Pamela pulled a business card from her purse, scribbled an alphanumeric code onto it, then slid it to Jason. She tapped the name Luxury Getaways, then suggested, "Use the code. As soon as the payment is made, your ... getaway will begin."



By the time the valet had traded Pamela's keys for a generous tip, she'd already received confirmation of Jason's payment for services to rendered by the latest of many fictitious companies she'd used for years to launder her prostitution earnings. She tapped and swiped, and in less than a minute an automatic money transfer program had not only moved the money through four accounts on three continents but had also erased any evidence of the transfers. It wasn't a cheap program -- she paid a hefty surcharge of 25% -- but it was so secure that many of the world's most successful gun runners, drug lords, and crooked politicians used it or something similar to it to hide their own ill gotten gains.

She closed the App, then typed a quick text and sent it.



Inside the lounge, Julie lifted her vibrating phone, read the short message -- 4 hours. Make an impression. -- and asked her cousin, "You sure about this ... Kallie?"

Kimberly nodded her head without hesitation. "Yes, Jessie."

The older Baker asked, "Why are you so intent on doing this?" When Kimberly didn't immediately answer, Julie asked, "Why is this so important to you?"

"You're leaving," Kimberly answered. This time, it was Julie who didn't answer. Kimberly continued, "You're going to New York in February ... leaving me here."

"So, what's that got to do with--"

"I've never been with a man," Kimberly continued. "I want you to be with me when I ... you know ... do it with a guy."

Kimberly had almost said I've never been with anyone but you, but that would have been a lie. Recently, Kimberly had spent an exciting and passionate evening with Lilly; and while it had been enjoyable, the purpose of the fling for Kimberly had been to determine whether she was indeed a lesbian or whether she'd been having sex with her female cousin simply because it was a safe, secure, and satisfying way of fulfilling her sexual needs. The answer was the reason she was about to have sex with a man tonight.

"But we don't have to do it like this," Julie said. She wasn't trying to talk her cousin out of this. She just wanted to make sure the girl was certain. "We could find you a nice guy--"

"No, with some boy from school ... or some macho college dude who thinks he knows how to fuck but doesn't?" Kimberly cut in. "I want to do this. Tonight." She glanced at the phone, asking, "Are we doing this tonight?"

Julie put her phone away, answering by standing. When Kimberly rose, they made their way to Jason's booth...

 

[Lustful_Intentions]

Jason examined the card Pamela handed him before she walked away. It was a heavy, strong card stock, with the printing lightly embedded in the card, almost as if it had been printed in a very old fashioned way. A touch of class, Jason thought to himself.

By contrast, the method of paying Pamela for the girls company was quick and state of the art. With a few taps on his phone, following the instructions precisely, he wired $600 to Pamela's account, considering it money well spent even before the girls walked up, which happened with an alarming quickness.

As they strode up, again with Jessie in the lead and Kallie trailing, Jason fixed as calming and reassuring a smile as possible on his face. To his credit, he knew the girls couldn't be 100% comfortable if, as Pamela said, it was indeed their first time selling themselves for sex. Even so, being able to fix his gaze on the impeccably dressed, lean and lithe young woman was a nice treat. Standing and offering them the option of sitting on either side of the booth, he rested on hand on his belt-line and extended the other toward the booth.

"Kallie, Jessie," he said, ensuring he gave the younger girl the recognition of being noticed first, "I'm really glad you could stay for a bit. I'm looking forward to getting to know you. Why don't you two have a seat and tell me a bit about yourselves-whatever you're comfortable with. For example, how do you guys know Pamela?"

 

[CutiePie1997]

Even before they were seated, Julie answered with short precision, "School."

Once they were comfortable, though, Kimberly clarified with, "She was in one of our art classes. Last year ... when we were..."

Kimberly went silent, though, when Julie gave her younger cousin a slight squeeze of her thigh out of sight. Julie wasn't too keen on giving this stranger who wanted to fuck them both anymore info about herself than was necessary, regardless of whether it was truthful or not.

"Why don't you tell us something, Jason," Julie chimed in. Cocking her head a bit, studying him, she asked boldly, "Have you ever been with two women at the same time before?"

Kimberly's mouth dropped open, and she looked away, blushing but saying nothing before looking back to Jason as he responded.

 

[Lustful_Intentions]

Jason sat up a bit straighter at the abruptness of Jessie's (Julie's) answer. His previous assessment that she was the stronger-willed of the pair held up in this brief exchange. Even Kallie's reveal of 'art classes' didn't give much away. So, they were likely Harrison students, as there was only one other school HS in the area, and it was on the other side of town. These girls weren't cut of the mold to be students there.

At Jessie's bolder question, Jason raised an eyebrow, paused and set his drink down on the table. Taking a measured breath, he responded. "No, Jessie, I haven't been. I guess the right...opportunity, hasn't presented itself yet."

He continued, looking directly at Kallie now, locking his gaze to hers. "What about you girls? Pamela tells me you're lovers. Have you ever brought a man into the process before? Or would we be pushing a boundary for you, too?"