It's been a weird life for me. I move to a new city, get and quit a job that pays well but is unsatisfying, meet a woman, fuck her, then she gives me a job, become an fuck buddy to the stars, sleep with two women I idolize, and all while staying at a relatively nice place paid for thanks to my grandfather and his riches. When I die and see him, I'm gonna be kissing his feet to show my appreciation, but for now, I'm going to enjoy my life and hopefully become a full fledge employee of Stars for the Stars.
I begun my day with a light run, taking in the sights, passing some beautiful people and enjoying the sunlight bathing my skin. As I got home my phone went off, Lauren found a client and wanted to talk before I meet her, so I need to be at the office by noon. Wondering who my next client was, I jumped in the shower, shaved where I needed to shave, and got myself ready for another day.
I refrained from using my own car, as I knew I would be meeting the woman inside Hollywood, I wouldn't want to pay for all day parking if things go well, so I ordered an taxi, had it drop me off down the block, and walked down the street to the office.
I opened the door and was met with a familiar sight. A receptionist typing away, smiling at me as I passed by, people rushing by doing paperwork, some of the other offices had people discussing clientele, and of course Lauren's office where she was once again hard at work. I walked into the office, a smile on my face and a ready to go attitude.
"Please close the door, you are not in trouble, I just need some quiet." She told me, finally looking up from her screen.
I slowly closed the door, blocking out a good amount of noise from the other people, and making things easier to hear between us.
"So this is your third client. Once again I will not divulge the name but just know she is a huge star is Hollywood, been in some huge films and I only remind you that if you break our code of anonymity, we can have you ran out of the state. It sounds mean but you must understand we do this for the good of everyone. For the stars that need someone, and for the lucky employees who provide for those stars." She said all this with a commanding voice and it kind of rattled my bones.
"You're client will be staying at a local 5 star hotel, 10th floor, room 1014. Any questions?"
This was probably going to be our briefest exchange but I ruined that because I did have a few questions.
"So I was wondering, do you guy cater to male clients?" I asked, wondering how extensive the business is.
"Of course we do, hell I used to be a Star before I settled down with this desk job. Our business is made for any celebrity, or high paying client, regardless of their profession or sexuality. We cater to people who pay us well and we make sure they are taken care of, as long as both parties stay safe and are satisfied." She said, dropping her scary leader act and replacing it with a friendly smile.
"Haven't you noticed how many other people work here? Not everyone is a desk jockey, at least 50% of the people who come into the office do your job. Some have sex with their clients, some just show up to premieres. Our jobs vary greatly but we are all one family and we will work for almost every celebrity."
With all that being said, I felt more comfortable knowing I have joined a good company, yeah what we are doing may not be pure and wholesome, but at least we are good to everyone, hell she even told me before I left that they do lots of donating since sometimes they have good quarters so they want to spend their money wisely.
I walked down the street, enjoying the blue skies and the people walking by. I checked my phone, it read 12:30 PM. I had 30 minutes before my next meeting, the client that can either give me a full spot in the company, or I could be kicked to the curb. Time seemed to be going slow and within the next 15 minutes I saw the hotel coming up so I psyched myself up mentally, and walked into the lobby. I grabbed myself a soda from the small store near the front desk. I sipped it as I counted down the minutes.