Shopping with Ming

“So what? Are you just some super crazy slut or something?” Asked Ming as they walked to the shops.

“What do you mean?” asked Sarah.

“Oh, I don’t know. Maybe it has something to do with the fact that you were sucking on an old man's dick in the corridor of our cheap ass accommodation and you weren’t even getting paid to do it.”

“Look, if you had told me I’d be doing that a few weeks ago I wouldn’t have believed you. Something about Jack is just so compelling. You must know, you give him a discount.”

Ming sighed. “He does have that huge dick and he really knows how to use it.”

“Doesn’t he?”

“He’s also kind of charming.”

“See, it’s not that crazy,” said Sarah.

“No, it’s still crazy. Some middle-class white bitch sucking off a guy like that in a dirty hallway is still fucking crazy.” Ming shrugged, “But you’re paying so whatever. It’s just over here.” Ming pointed across the road to a scruffy but unassuming clothes shop. Inside the shop, it became clear why Ming had brought her here. The clothes weren’t necessarily whorish but they were definitely tacky. “Here, look around. I’m going to get some things while I’m here.”

Sarah began browsing the shelves. These clothes were so outside her usual style that she couldn’t decide. At the end of the day, she quite liked her vampy style. Just a hint of goth but not outlandish. A lot of the bright neon colours were just not very her but she wanted to be more obvious.

She was rummaging through a rack of denim booty shorts when she came upon some stonewashed dark grey ones. She pulled some off the rack in her size and looked around for a black top. She found a high-necked sleeveless top that left a little of her tummy bare. She dipped into the changing room and tried them on. As she did so she looked at her underwear. It was sexy but it was also a bit classy. She decided to pick up some new lingerie as well.

She slipped on the outfit and looked at herself. Yes, this was closer. Her butt was nicely displayed and while her breasts were covered, the form-fitting material put them on prominent display. She grabbed her lipstick from her bag and applied a thick layer then grabbed her eyeliner and added to what was already there. She looked at herself and gave herself a toothy grin. She was onto something.

She went out of the changing room with the labels from the clothes. She went to the underwear and got several pairs of panties that barely qualified for the title there was so little to them. They were cheap so she got quite a lot. There were a couple of bras but they didn’t inspire her as much so she didn’t bother. Beyond that, there was not much else that interested her here so she found Ming. “This isn't quite what I’m looking for,” she told her, “but I think I have a better idea of what I want.”

She noticed Ming was holding a few items and added them to her purchases while she explained what she was after. “Okay, I know a place,” said Ming, now warming to Sarah’s generous behaviour.

They walked to another shop. Ming relaxed a little and opened up a little talking about her work as a prostitute. “Because you give Jack a discount, does that mean you also like big black cocks?” Sarah asked.

“I like big cocks generally. They get me off when small ones don’t.”

“But aren’t the black ones just a bit better?” Sarah said eagerly.

“Now you mention it, I suppose the black ones are a little better,” Ming mused.

“I think black guys and black cocks are the best. Nothing turns me on more than a black cock. Even before I got hooked on them, I never felt as attracted to anything as much as black guys.”

“I suppose they are sexy,” mused Ming.

The two women walked down the street and as they talked Ming became more enthusiastic about black guys to the point where the two women were forming a sisterly bond over how great they were. What they didn’t notice and nobody else did for that matter was that Ming was slowly changing. Her skin lost blemishes and her body shifted to match a history of a healthier lifestyle. By the time they got to their location, Ming had gone from an attractive enough Chinese woman who had led a hard life to someone who could have had an army of followers on any social media platform.

Ming led them into a shop with rock music blaring out and a variety of borderline fetishistic clothes.Sarah’s eyes lit up. This was where she wanted to be. Ming helped out and kept passing her clothes to try. Leggings, skirts, a pair of PVC shorts, cropped T-shirts, black bodysuits with thong backs, fishnet stockings, collars, straps, some boots with utterly deadly spiked heels, more makeup, fake eyelashes, basques, bustiers, she bought them all. Ming had to mind the bags while Sarah fetched the car as there was too much to carry.

Once all the bags were in Sarah turned to Ming and said, “I don’t suppose you’d let me treat you to dinner?”

“You don’t have to, you already paid me.”

“I know, I just want to. I can drop you hope or wherever right after.”

Ming agreed and the two women drove off to a nice restaurant where they looked a little out of place and drew quite a bit of attention. They didn’t care as they continued to chat over their food. Ming looked a little shy and said, “I have something for you.”

“What? Why did you do that? You need the money more than me,” said Sarah.

“I know but I felt bad for how I treated you at first. I can’t really blame you for sucking Jack off in the hallway. He is so attractive. Anyway, I got you this, it was only cheap so please accept it.”

Ming passed over a small paper bag which Sarah opened and tipped the small silver chain out onto her hand. It had a single charm of a spade on it. Sarah felt very drawn to it. “Ming, this is really lovely, thank you.”

“It’s an anklet. Wear it on your right ankle, okay?”

Sarah looked confused. “Why the right?”

Ming smiled. “For those who know, it says that either you are single or if you are wearing a wedding ring too then it says you are open to cheating on your husband. Then there is the spade but that is obvious.”

Sarah looked blank. “Is it obvious?”

Ming looked genuinely shocked. “You know what a queen of spades is don’t you?”

“A playing card?” Sarah suggested.

Ming giggled. “Look it up later. You will see why I got it for you.”

“Well, I think it’s lovely whatever it means. I’m so glad you don’t hate me anymore.”

“I didn’t hate you. You just have to be a bit hard in my work.”

“I was meaning to talk to you about that,” said Sarah. “Ming, you are totally underselling yourself. I mean, look at you, you are crazy hot. You know what you should do?”

“What?”

“I got Jack a new phone. You should borrow the camera on it and start selling pictures of yourself online. I’ll tell Jack he needs to help you out with it.”

“I’m sure I could persuade him,” said Ming with a seductive smile.

“I’m jealous,” giggled Sarah.

As the pair laughed a young businessman walked up and sat at their table. “Excuse me, girls, don’t be offended but I want to ask a blunt question. You aren’t working girls by any chance?”

The two women looked at each other and Sarah leaned in to whisper to Ming, “Are you interested in working right now?”

“I’d be a fool not to,” said Ming.

Sarah patted her hand and said, “Let me handle it.”

Sarah turned to the young man and smiled. “Sadly, I am not but my friend here is. I’m assuming you are interested.”

“Ah, yeah, I am. How much?”

“Five hundred for an hour and you have to provide the accommodation. More if you are just wanting to do it somewhere rough.”

“Great, I thought it would be more. I have a hotel room for the night. Can we say an hour and then maybe make it two if things go well?”

Ming was too shocked to speak. “That sounds perfect,” said Sarah. “Can I just finish saying goodbye to my friend and then she is all yours?”

“Yes, of course, great. I can wait outside,” said the eager man and he headed away.

Ming turned to Sarah. “I’ve never made this much in a night, thank you.” Ming hugged her. “I mean, I wish he was black but business is business.”

“Take that white boy for every penny you can get. Jack has my number. Get in touch, okay? If I can help out in any way, just let me know.”

They said goodbye and she saw Ming walking past the window, her arms linked with the businessman. She smiled to herself and finished her water as she waited for the bill. She looked down into the palm of her hand where the slender chain lay. “Shows I am available,” she said to herself. “She couldn’t have got me anything better.” She bent down and fastened it to her right ankle. “I must remember to look up what the spade symbol means.”

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