Chapter 2

DAISY

“That arrogant son of a bitch has ruined our evening!” Myra laments immediately we step out of the hotel. “I had high hopes of pocketing around one thousand dollars tonight!”

“The evening is still young and we can still proceed to Maggy's. At least there we're assured of around five hundred dollars each!” I try to console her.

The governor's son and his troop have left and I thank heavens inwardly since I can't stand any other humiliation from him.

“It's okay. Let's head there.” she agrees with me.

I nod as I head to my car. She also heads to hers and we both drive off towards Maggy's.

The parking is full to the brim and getting a slot proves to be hard. Myra finds a spot first and she stays back to help me to search for another slot.

I sigh in relief when someone drives out of the restaurant and I gladly park my car at the slot the car was formerly occupying.

After retouching our make up and ensuring that we're good to go, we lock our cars and walk towards the restaurant.

Once inside, we take different positions and since we're famous there, we soon attract several clients to our sides.

****

I wake up to the ringing of my phone. Today is on a Wednesday and Myra and I have plans to meet Sophie in her office.

Myra is calling and I sigh sleepily as I check the time on the wall clock. It's already eight minutes past noon. Agggr! I didn't realise I slept this much.

Yesterday at Maggy's, I chose only one client and since he was paying well, I decided to spend time with him till midnight. I couldn't spend the night in the hotel room therefore I drove home at the middle of the night all alone.

My sister Cara was surprised to see me arriving home at that moment but she didn't say anything. I called Myra and informed her that I had left and she couldn't stop scolding me for risking my life!

Now here I am, sleepy as hell contemplating on whether to pick this call or not. Sophie's office isn't far from where I stay and after yesterday's discussion with Myra, we decided to pay her a visit to learn more about the Escort stuff. To be sincere, I heard that term yesterday for the first time and to be sincere, I'm curious to know what it entails!

Lazily, I pick the relentlessly buzzing phone and press the answer button.

“Good morning Myra.” I whisper sleepily.

“It's afternoon damn it!” she corrects me. “Don't tell me you're still asleep!”

“You've just cut my sweet sleep short!” I complain.

“Do you want to know more about this Escort stuff or not? Don't you want to be an escort to someone prominent?” she scolds me.

“I do, but that doesn't overshadow the fact that I'm still sleepy!” I defend myself. I can't go down without a fight and she knows that!

“Just drag your lazy self out of bed, freshen up and have breakfast or is it lunch then we can meet at Sophie's office in one hour's time!”

“I--i-”

“Aren't you the one who was complaining to me last night that you're running out of funds?”

“I'm getting ready honey, stop scolding me!”

“Then stop complaining and get your lazy self here in an hour's time!”

Oh no! She's so bossy...she sometimes reminds me about my mother!

I climb out of bed and walk towards the bathroom after stripping naked. Cara didn't bother waking me up because she thought I'll be heading out at my usual time.

Once in the bathroom, I set the shower to warm water and then turn on the faucet.

I moan in satisfaction when the warm water touches my hair then cascades down my shoulders.

I lather my body, scrubbing off any excess dirt and when I ensure that I'm clean, I rinse myself and step out of the shower while drying myself in a towel.

I head to the walk-in closet and chose my dress for the day. It's a red body-con, not so revealing but yet, so unique and beautiful.

Since I started whoring, I've gained a great interest in fashion and to be sincere, I always dress to kill and sometimes I leave heads turning whenever I pass by a group of people.

I just wonder why the fucking Asher thought that we were cheap yesterday! Agggr! That piece of trash!

I dress up quickly and after ensuring that I look superb, I pick my handbag and walk out of my bedroom towards the living room. As usual, Cara's eyes are glued to the screen and she seems to be enjoying whatever programme she's watching.

“Are you stepping out this early?” she asks me, her eyes still glued onto the television.

“Yes baby, I'm heading out to meet a friend. Is lunch ready?”

“Yeah, let me microwave it for you.” she says as she pauses her programme and stands up heading to the kitchen.

I walk to the small dining area and make myself comfortable on one of the four tiny seats. I just hope she made something delicious since I'm starving!

***

“I think this is the place.” Myra who's seated shotgun says, pointing towards a huge gate. She reads out the address loudly and I confirm to her that we're at the right place.

Over thirty minutes ago, when Myra felt that I was delaying her, she took a cab to my place so that we can ride together in my car to Sophie's office. She found me at the dining table still taking my lunch and she couldn't help but tell me how disappointed in me she's for not taking this appointment seriously!

I had to hurry up eating so as not to infuriate her any further...now you understand why I compare her to my mother!

A guard opens the gate for us and I drive in after informing him that madam Sophie is waiting for us.

After parking our car, we retouch our makeup and then step out of the car and after locking it, we walk towards the building which houses madam Sophie's escort agency.

***

“Welcome beautiful ladies.” madam Sophie says after we're ushered into her office by her personal assistant. She's seated behind a desk, swinging in a swivel chair. Oh boy! Doesn't she look as gorgeous as yesterday! “Have a seat.” she adds, showing us to a couch right across her.

“Thank you Ma'am.” we both voice out I gratitude.

“Call me Sophie.” she smiles, her friendly grin widening, making us relax. She's not that strict and bad after all.

We both nod in understanding as we make ourselves comfortable.

“So, let's get started...what's your name beautiful damsel?” wow! Her smiley eyes are trained on me.

*****

My heart is doing some somersaults.

Did she just refer to me as a beautiful damsel? Wow!

“I am Daisy...Daisy Albert.” I reply in a shaky voice. Something about her intimidates me...she's too good to be true!

“A sweet name for a gorgeous lass like you.” she's smiles. “How old are you?” she asks.

“I'm twenty two.”

“Wow! Just the exact age I'm looking for.” she grins satisfactorily. “And what about your beauty? What's your name and how old are you?” she's referring to Myra.

“I am Myra Collins and I'll be twenty three in a few months time.” she responds.

“That's great ladies. This is the same age bracket I'm outsourcing.”

She types something on her laptop and after a few seconds, she looks up and faces us once again.

“I'd like to take you through whatever we do here and then the final decision lies with you, whether to work with us or not. Can I start?” Oh! She's seeking our approval? How kind!

“Yeah sure.” we both say in agreement. That's why we're here!

***

After what seems like eternity, she has already taken us through everything we need to know about Sophie's Escort Agency, terms and conditions, commission rates, DOS and don'ts...literally everything we need to know!

“At least, here you'll be assured of your safety. Not like your previous job when you'd meet people of different calibre and follow them to their hotel rooms without having a check on their background!”

She's making sense here. Out there, we really risked a lot and I'm glad we survived all through.

We both nod in agreement. Giving it a try won't harm us. Can it now?

All said and done, our contract is immediately prepared and we sign it. The deals are mouthwatering and if all goes well, well end up being millionaires!

Our pictures, details and profiles are put at the Escort Agency's site and before leaving, Sophie advises us to keep our phones in full charge always since we might get clients any time.

Our hearts are full of gratitude as we leave her office. She has already given us an advance payment to prove how much she needs us in her Agency.

In the car back to my house, we decide to stop by the mall and shop for more outfit in preparation for the tasks ahead. We also buy some wine so that we may celebrate our new job. We're just over the moon!

Cara is still glued to the screen when we get back home some minutes to six in the evening. When she realises that we're in hyper spirits, she stands to welcome us and ask us why we're this happy.

She already knows that Myra and I are call girls. We just shrug her off, telling her that we've landed ourselves a mouthwatering deal.

She just shrugs and without asking any more questions, she wishes us all the best of luck.

Since we had bought our food from a fast food, we microwave it and serve it. We need to eat to our fill before we drink ourselves silly!

Earlier today at Sophie's office, she warned us not to accept any job offer from nay client unless she confirms that the client is legit. It happens that most of the crooked clients who have ill motives or who want to evade the agency fee opt for making a call directly to the girls. Right now, we're equipped with a lot of information and there's no way we'd go against our employer's wishes!

Basically, our main job will be accompanying our clients to job trips, dinner parties, keeping them company and warming their beds if possible...the last part is an added advantage.

On our line of work, we're not supposed to attach any feelings. We're not supposed to fall for our clients neither are we supposed to steal from them. If a client is generous enough to dash out gifts to us, well and good....just that, we're not supposed to ask for any extra favours from them unless it's coming straight from their hearts!

We party till late in the night when we head to my bedroom to rest. We just hope that tomorrow brings with it good news and great returns!

***

“Daisy,” Sophie's call wakes up from my sweet slumber. “Prepare immediately, you have a client!”

Wow!

Myra is lying beside me, snoring softly, an indication that she's still sound asleep. Careful not to wake her up, I climb out of bed and upon checking out the time, I strip naked and walk straight to the bathroom.

It's almost noon!

This means I overslept the second night in a row.

As I scrub my myself with sweet fragrances, I can't help but figure out how the guy I'm meeting will be like.

Sophie has already assured me that the guy he has assigned me to is a prominent one and she has told me to prepare as I wait for his call. She has already forwarded the number to my phone.

I'm still anxious a few minutes later even as I oil my whole body. Myra has already woken up since she has also been assigned to someone and she has abruptly left to her house to prepare.

“Hello,” I answer the eagerly awaited call with trembling and sweaty palms.

“Hello Daisy,” the bass voice from the other side says, making my stomach flutter. “I'm Eric Samuels and I'm calling you after acquiring the go ahead from madam sophie.”

Mmmh! These are the exact names Sophie gave to me before I went to the bathroom.

“Kindly send me your address and I'll send my driver to pick you up.” he adds when he notices that I'm silent. “Carry your passport and pack a few clothes and essential stuff, we might decide to go shopping before flying out.”

“Flying out?” I gasp.

“Are you surprised?” Oops! I didn't notice I said that loudly.

“Let me break this down to you. I need a girl to accompany me on a business trip outside the country. We will spend a few days there and if you turn out to be great company, I'll make you my permanent escort!”

Wow! This deal is quite mouth watering!

“It's okay.” I murmur. “Let me send you my address!”

“Good! I'm looking forwards to having a great time with you beautiful!”

I blush at his flattery as I hang up. I just hope so too!

After texting my address to him, he confirms receipt and sends a love emoji but I just ignore it as I place my phone on the table and continue preparing myself.

I call Cara and I inform her that I'll be away for some days and if she gets bored, she can go back to mum's place, something she declines immediately. She assures me that she'll never get bored in my house and that she's comfortable despite being left alone.

The guy who has been send to pick me up is at the gate and I bid her goodbye, leaving some cash for her upkeep and then I walk out, still anxious but grinning from ear to ear.

I just hope that whatever adventure that's awaiting me will be worth it!