Chel got dressed after an encounter. She wanted her client out as soon as possible. Once the job was done she liked to be alone for a while, take a shower and clean herself thoroughly. Furthermore, her mind had not been really into her job at the time. The client did not even notice it; he was too busy with her body. But, Chel´s mind was wandering, thinking; a client had called her earlier that day and she could not stop thinking about him. She was supposed to have a video call with him in less than 1 hour.
While taking a shower, she thought about the call with this intriguing client...
"Hello, is this Chel?" Said the client in a very timid voice.
"Hi baby! Yes, it is me. Do you want to make an appointment?" She responded on her sweet voice.
After Chel's response came the silence, total vacuum. She even thought it may have been a dumb joke; It happened all the time in the business. She was about to say some funny insult before hanging up when the client finally said something.
"Y-y-y-ye-yes. I-I-I saw your a-a-a-ad and I want to a-a-a-arrange t-t-the eh, well y-y-you know... the thing."
Chel´s mood changed immediately, even feeling guilty for thinking about insult him. In all her years she had not had to deal with this situation. She did know that it was a possibility, some of her friends told her about it, but, she never experienced it firsthand. Now, she was in the middle of it.
"it is ok baby, relax," She said, being nervous herself, "When do you want to meet?"
"I-I am free after tomorrow, a-a-at 5 pm. W-w-well, i-if it is ok f-f-for you. B-b-b-but..." Said the client before cutting himself.
"What is it baby?"
"I-I-I would like to, to eh, well, you know..." an audible sigh came from the other end of the line "I would like to discuss some details on a video call if you do not mind."
This was a big no for her. A younger Chel faced this before. A client, a banker he said, asked her for some sort of prove before they meet. Being quite unexperienced she thought the request reasonable, so she went along. The video call was nice, the client was flirtatious and funny. She felt secure enough with him to show her a bit more of her skin, but soon it was clear that he was using her and was not interested in paying her for anything. When, she finally came into her senses she decided to hang up and block him. After, such an experience she had decided to not fall into that game again. So, even though the current guy seemed nice and frank she was not willing to let her guard down. Not willing to be rude she came up with something.
"Fine sugar, we may arrange that, but you will have to cash app me 50 extra before the call."
"I-i-it is ok. J-j-just s-s-send me your details and I will send the money as soon as possible."
She did not expect the answer and was starting to convince herself that he may be sincere after all. However, she was not willing to run any chance.
"OK sugar, I'll send it. Call me this afternoon, at 3 pm. I will be waiting you baby."
"G-g-great. B-bye eh... umm, eh, darling."
That was the end of it. Chel had send the info requested and tried to continue with her routines. But she was thinking about it all day long. The last word had chilled and blushed her. She was familiar to all kind of names; most of the time her clients would call her babe or sluttier things and she would play along. But, thus far only one man had called her darling. As a matter of fact, he was not a man when he called her that, he was just 18, her only boyfriend. The mention of the word brought her back to more innocent times, when she and her sweetheart would goof around and love each other madly. Those days she would give away her love instead of selling it, and only to him. The memories came to her and then faded leaving her with a bittersweet taste. Yes, back then, it was different, she was different, she would do things for love, not for money. The client's innocence awakened something on her, that nostalgia of when things were simpler.
