I can't believe she said yes, this is so great. Now I've got to figure out where to take her. God I'm nervous. I keep telling myself it's not a date but that doesn't seem to be helping. We both decided to have pizza for lunch. We got to know each other better, which was awesome, I didn't tell her about my parents because I didn't want her to judge me, or turn out to be one of those girls who just date me because my parents are loaded. The more time I spend with her the more I like her.
Sabrina: "So I hear you're a womanizer"
Cough, cough. What the hell? Where did that come from?
Gabe: "Uhmm...uhh...what?"
Sabrina: "Well I heard you're a star quarterback, have rich parents that do everything for you and that you're a womanizer...
I don't even know what to say to that, and here I thought things were going great.
Sabrina: "Care to clarify that for me Gabe"
She says it so casually, no malicious tone of voice or anything. It makes no sense lying to her so I might as well come out and just say it. I hope she doesn't judge me based on those things though.
Gabe: "Well uhmm...I might as well tell you. Yeah my parents are rich, I guess, they have money and they support my schooling and housing with it. It's not that I'm not smart or anything like that, I have to work just as hard in school as the next guy. I couldn't get scholarships because of my parents income, like I'm not illiterate, I have a GPA of 3.7 plus I could've gotten a scholarship for football too."
Sabrina: "Fair enough, what about the whole womanizer thing?"
Gabe: "Well I wouldn't say that I'm a womanizer per say..."
Sabrina: "Ohhhh? So you never dated three girls at once? And you never changed girlfriends every week? You never..."
Gabe: "Okay...I get where you're going, but it's not like that"
Sabrina: "Ohhhh it isn't? So those things never happened?"
Gabe: "Well yeah they did but...(shit don't leave)
Sabrina: "Look, I don't like players, so if you think you can just come up in here and expect to just go up in there and just leave, well you've got the wrong girl. Because I'm not..."
Gabe: "No wait, just let me explain okay...please?"
Should I? Suppose he just starts spewing a bunch of bullshit, trying to make it look like he's the one that was played. Well he does look pretty sincere...just walk away brii; this is not what you came here for...God damn it! Why won't my feet move?
Gabe: "Please?"
Shit!
Sabrina: "Fine okay, I'm listening, and this better be good"
*********Gabriel*********
Well here's my last chance. I can only hope that she'll listen and believe what I say.
Gabe: "Well you see. Because of my title at school and my parent's money, I get a lot of attention. This causes most girls to date me for either popularity or money. I've had so many girls fake pregnancies so that they can get into my family..."
Sabrina: "Then why do you keep dating them?"
Gabe: "I don't know. I guess I'm just searching for something. That special something that my mom and dad have that binds them together perfectly"
Sabrina: "So you're searching for love?"
Gabe: "Yeah I guess, I know it sounds crazy, but I just want to find that special someone that will love me for who I am and not what I've got"
Sabrina: "Wow"
Gabe: "You don't believe me do you? (Sigh) Well that's all I had to say, sorry I wasted your time"
*********Sabrina*********
I wasn't even sure what to think after that. I knew he was telling the truth just by the look in his eyes. And even if I couldn't see how sincere he was being, I could feel it. I hope you have figured it out by now, but if you haven't well now you will. I'm an empath, my family are originally from the planet Etheria but we haven't been back there in over 200 years. We do have other abilities, but we grow into those later in life after we have reached 21 human years of age, which is only 18 life cycles on Etheria. I see him about to leave and I reach out to touch his hand, my heart is suddenly overcome with feelings of fear, despair, regret and a small signature of hope.
Sabrina: "I'm sorry I took so long to respond, I didn't mean to worry you. But just so you know, I do believe you"
*********Kathryn*********
After leaving Sabrina with lover boy, I decided to get some rest before tonight. I was wondering how I was going to get out of lunch, but lover boy seemed to have been my perfect alibi. I've gotta pic out what to wear tonight. A client from overseas is coming in; he's got a lot of money so my cut should be pretty big tonight. I decided on putting my hair in a ponytail as he loves pulling on it while he slams into me. He's a bit rough but he pays well. Now for my dress-code. I think I'm going to wear this tonight, I've decided on a white shear pair of ruffled booty shorts with a red thong underneath, a ruby red corset with meshed white satins polka-dots that shows off my pert nipples, my belly button and different areas of my ribcage and back. Along with that are a pair of white thigh-high stockings with ruby red tips and a red pair of suede pumps. With my outfit complete, I take a shower, do my make-up, hair and nails and lay on the bed for a three hour nap before I had to get ready.
1hour later.......
For some reason, I can't seem to fall asleep, my mind keeps replaying why I'm doing this and how I got this far into it. Usually while I'm getting dressed I would think about why I'm doing this and who I'm doing it for, but I've never actually thought about how I got here. That thought brings me down when I need to give myself a pep talk to prepare for tonight. But my mind won't stray from the past.
*********Flash-Back*********
I was only 16 when my mom found out that she had terminal cancer...it was a rough time for us, she was undergoing treatment but it didn't seem to be making her any better; in fact, she seemed even worse than before. My father left when I was six years old and we haven't seen him since. Our insurance didn't cover my mom's medical bills and my mom's family disowned her when she married my dad.
My dad's side of the family is non-existent, and even if they weren't, we wouldn't know how to get a hold of them. My mom stopped treatment after six months without any success. She's not able to work and we are barely surviving off of the money that we have. Mom ended up using the majority of her savings to pay the rent for the apartment for another six months. She called my dad and asked if he could take me, I don't know exactly what he said but it made my mother angry and sad. My father never came so I guess he didn't want me, nothing new there I guess.
He was never a bad father when he was around. I don't remember him yelling until two months after my birthday, a week later my mom and I came home to an empty house and we haven't seen or heard from him since.
My mom died four months before the lease on the apartment was up. We never had enough money for a funeral so she was cremated. I kept her ashes. After my mom was gone I was on my own, I tried getting a job, but I was too young and no-one would hire me. I never got to finish grade 12. The landlord gave me two extra months to find somewhere to go but even after that I was left on the street. I would've gone to an orphanage but I didn't have long before I turned eighteen, so I thought it was useless.
I've not been able to eat a proper meal in over a month, my food mostly comes from shelters, but they only have so much. Sometimes I don't get there in time and I miss the lunch rush. It was one of those nights that I met Ricky. I was kind of skeptical when he offered to buy me lunch, but I was so hungry that I couldn't stop myself from going with him. I told him about my mom and how I ended up on the street. He told me that he could offer me a job and shelter; I thought that was great so I wanted to learn more about it. When he brought me there it seemed pretty dead. Everything was just so quiet; he told me they only open at night. I asked him again what kind of job it was but he just handed me over to a lady he called momma, only she didn't look old enough to be his mother. Turns out that that was just her nickname because she is the one who takes care of everyone else. I got to shower, eat and got shown to my new room should I decide to stay. So far it was a really great set-up but I still didn't know what kind of business Ricky ran. Momma came back in my room and helped me get dressed into a white miniskirt and a blue corset with blue and white stockings and a white pair of shoes; they looked like tennis shoes and were really comfortable.
Kathryn: "Momma, what kind of work will I be doing?"
Momma: "Hush now sweetheart, Ricky will tell you"
I just nodded and waited for my time to come so I could talk to Ricky. Meanwhile, momma brought me downstairs to meet the others, they all seemed very young but they were all older than I am. There were girls in similar outfits like mine and boys wearing really skimpy almost see-through shorts with bright colored briefs and nothing else. Then there were the more mature girls and guys who were revealing a lot more than we were. I found out later that I was to be a server along with the other younger boys, and the older ones are stage performers. I was taught where my serving section would be and which tables were mine.
I got paid seven dollars an hour plus tips. We opened from 9:00 pm to 5:00 am every Wednesday to Saturday. I made fifty-six dollars that night, and that with tips got me eighty-nine dollars made in one night. I was ecstatic. I could get food, clothes, and books. Anything I wanted. After working there for a month I started paying Ricky $450.00 for rent and free breakfast. Within the month without tips I made $896.00, so even after paying the rent I still had enough money to live comfortably. When I reached nineteen I decided to finish high school and go to university. Ricky didn't understand why I needed a degree, but I told him that I'm only doing it for my mother. I finished my courses and got my high school diploma. But, what I didn't plan for was university being so expensive. Ricky and I talked it over and he told me about the stage performers and these special clients and how much they made. I thought about it for almost a month but saw no other option so I told him I wanted to try it. The only problem was that I was still a virgin; Ricky offered to break me in and told me that he would train me. "The training" he said, "lasts for three weeks, but by the end of it you will be fully prepared to be a stage performer."
I figured it was only fitting that Ricky took my virginity. I've always had a crush on him, and I would rather it be someone that I know and love instead of a stranger. The first week I trained with one of the boys on the art of seductive dancing. He was really great, so skilled and flexible. I picked it up by the sixth day and so started my other training...
TBC. Maybe.
Love to my editor Chantell Gilling <3: as I write, she edits and they get submitted.
