Josh walked slowly down the city sidewalk. It was late – one o' clock or so. His heart was already racing somewhat, which didn't surprise him. Josh had never done anything like this before. He had downed some vodka earlier to help him calm down, even though he wasn't much of a drinker. Obviously it hadn't worked too well anyway. But he was finally going to do it. He had made up his mind and now, the time had come.
He rounded the corner and saw them, about a dozen or so, all looking rather bored. Josh knew that whichever one of them he ended up with wouldn't be bored for long, because he doubted that he was going to be the type that they usually dealt with. He saw that one of them was sitting alone, away from the others. She looked rather young to him. He figured she was about 22, yet she looked quite experienced in spite of her age. She was pretty small, but built quite nicely, which, Josh figured, must be one of the requirements for the job.
He decided he wouldn't find anyone better, so he started heading in her direction. Josh was so nervous. He didn't even know how he would begin, but there was no turning back for him now. He stopped a few feet away from her. She glanced at him briefly, then turned away again. Josh was shocked; he didn't know a prostitute could be so beautiful. He wasn't sure if this fact would make it all easier or harder.
"Well," Josh thought, "here we go." At last, he spoke, "How much?"
She was filing her nails. Without looking up she replied, "Depends. How much have you got?" Josh checked his wallet, "About 120." She looked up finally. She seemed to be calculating in her head. "That could get you a pretty decent blowjob, with a few extras beforehand."
Josh could already sense movement in his pants. "Uh… extras?"
She smiled at him. "I could introduce you to several of my body parts… if you get on my good side." Josh felt very warm rather suddenly.
"Ok," he managed. Without a word, she got up and began heading in the opposite direction. Josh's feet seemed to be stuck to the ground. She turned around, "Coming?" He finally started to walk. They turned into the building they had been standing in front of and started climbing the stairs.
Josh's mind continued to race, "Oh God, what am I doing here? I must be crazy." Before he knew it, Josh was standing in a small hotel room, and the woman who had brought him there was sitting on the bed, taking off her shoes. It was all happening so fast. "Wait," Josh said, "can't we just talk a little first?"
The young woman looked rather surprised. "Interesting idea. What do you want to know?"
"Well… what's your name?"
