It was a cold windy Christmas day in Ft. Lauderdale; the temperature only reached 40 degrees. Carly worked Dixie Highway wearing only a pair of red daisy dukes, a red midriff top, a black belt that hung over her hips and a pair of black thigh high boots with her Santa hat covering her long blonde hair. While families were, celebrating Christmas she had to work the streets to pay her rent that was due yesterday. Not a sole was traveling the road and Carly was praying for a nice warm car to pick her up. She could not believe it when a black limo stopped and its back door opened. Carly scampered to the door looking inside at the lone occupant.
"You want a date Hun?" She asked the well-dressed man.
"Yes, get in." He said feeling the cold breeze.
Carly climbed into the limo and its warmth. She looked at the distinguished man he was not like her normal cliental. He had on a black silk three piece mans suit, a black shirt with a gray tie, black dress socks and black shoes with a high gloss shine. His hair was short and black. Carly figured him to be in his thirties. Carly felt nervous like she did the first time she prostituted.
"So what would you like?" She asked nervously.
"I want to rent you for the day; I do not want to spend Christmas by myself. Therefore, you shall celebrate with me. You will be paid $5000.00 for your services." He explained to her." Are you alright with that?" He asked her.
She was in shock, was she dreaming? He was the answer to her prayers, and her smile covered her face.
"Yes it's alright with me." She told him.
"My name is Sonny Angleton." He told her.
"I'm Carly White." She said almost in a whisper.
They drove over to the beach and headed down Hilsboro mile. She could not believe her eyes when they pulled up to a huge mansion. She gulped silently. The chauffeur opened her car door and she exited slowly feeling as if she was in a dream. Sonny took her by the arm leading her inside of the mansion. Her mouth opened slightly as she gazed at the white marble floor, the black staircase with gold railings. She felt like a fish out of water. The upstairs house cleaner came down the stairs and greeted Sonny.
"Martha I want you to take Miss. White upstairs and scrub her good. Go through the garments in the guest room and dress her for Christmas breakfast." Sonny told Martha a stout woman with gray hair.
"Yes sir." She told him.
Martha led Carly upstairs and into the bathroom done in black and gold and was bigger then Carly's bedroom. She disrobed while Martha ran her water in the black tub with gold handles. Carly stepped into the warm bath water and sat down in the tub. Martha proceeded to wash her thoroughly. Martha washed Carly's hair and then handed her a bath towel when she had finished.
"Follow me Miss White." Martha told her.
Martha led Carly into the guest room decorated in purple and gold. Martha opened the walk in closet that was as big as a room and full of clothes. Martha picked out a black silk dress that clung to Carly's petite body; a pair of black stiletto heels, her under garments was black lace matching bra and thong.
Martha blow dried Carly's hair and then styled it in a French braid. Martha did her make up and then placed diamond earrings on her ears with a matching necklace and bracelet. Carly looked at herself in the mirror and was in awe for she had never worn clothes like this before.
"You're ready to have breakfast now." Martha Told Carly.
Martha led Carly to the stairs and Carly saw Sonny standing at the bottom of the staircase. He smiled at her as she descended the staircase. Carly had butterflies as if she was on her first date.
