Alyssa is an Escort

The following day, Alyssa received a call from her agency. "Yeah. Okay. Okay. Alright." She disconnected the call, lowered her cell phone and lifted her head. She really hated this line of work.

Moments later, the cell phone vibrated in her hand. It was a text that displayed a time, name, an address, and driving directions. The client wanted to meet at his own house. She checked the time. A couple hours till. "Okay." She said, placing the phone down and pacing around a bit.

Her agency had her priced at $850, which is what the client paid. She would only see $255 of that. But, this was safe, she reasoned, and she didn't have to do anything that she didn't want to. Her agency doesn't exactly encourage sexual relations with the client, but she is expected to strike up some sort of special deal with him depending on his needs. The idea is to have a client want to come back. Hank R., she recalled from the text. A new client.