If you were to ask her neighbors and friends, Kerry was the epitome of a good girl. She was always there to help her parents, her siblings and her friends. She volunteered for a number of community events and while not a straight A student she worked hard and never did worse then a C in any of her classes. She recently graduated form high school and she had a great background for college. Now at 20, she looked forward to getting her degree and making something of herself.
While a very attractive girl, Kerry was not the most beautiful girl in her school. She was tall for a girl, almost 5'9" and she looked flat and skinny. At best she was a B cup and her hips and chest measured about 33 to 34 inches, depending on the time of month. Her hair was a curly mousy brown and she let it grow just beyond her shoulders. She was attractive but she would be even more so as she aged.
One Sunday after returning home from church services, Kerry, her younger sister and two younger brothers, were all brought together by their parents. What her parents had to say was that they would not be capable of helping any of their children with college expenses. Life was too difficult for them and while the kids could live at home indefinitely, there was just no money for them to spare for books and tuition let alone room and board at a college.
Kerry was at first devastated. Her dream of college had been shattered. Over the next couple of days she came to the understanding that if this was truly something she wanted she would have to find a way to get there. She could work, save some money and start off at the local community college. She could live at home and pay for her own books and tuition. It would be very hard but she knew that she had to try.
Kerry found that she enjoyed working at the local mall selling clothing at a trendy woman's wear shop. By the time she was ready to start school the next fall she ad comfortably set aside enough for tuition and books. She would continue this job while in school to make sure she had gas money and to save for future tuition bills. That first semester, while hard, showed Kerry that she could do this and she was beginning to look happily towards the future and going away to finish her career.
That night at dinner the floor fell out from beneath her as her parents told her they would need her to contribute to the household income. They were sorry but they needed the money to pay bills and put good on the table. Kerry could not and would not refuse her parents in their time of need. Although she would give all she could she was saddened that her career ambition was going to be at least derailed or maybe even cancelled. She went out into the back yard and sat on a bench that had rested beneath the trees for as long as she could remember. She tried to think of way to take care of her family without sacrificing her life but was coming up empty and the realization showed on her face.
"Kerry what's got you so down and out, your boyfriend dump you?"
It was her neighbor Mrs. Smyth.
"Oh Mrs. Smyth, no I am jut trying to work out some problems. How are you tonight?"
"Oh probably the same as you only I'm old enough to realize that my problems are not life ending, why so sad?"
Kerry told Mrs. Smyth all about her college and career dreams and the recent news about her parents needs. Mrs. Smyth nodded as she listened and then took Kerry's hand in hers.
"Kerry believe me when I tell you that everything will be fine. This is not the end of the world for you. In fact my husband Sam and I might have something that might help you keep those dreams. Why don't you come to our house tomorrow night for dinner and Sam and I will go over that and see what you think?"
"Gee, Mrs. Smyth..."
"Kerry, for anything to happen for you, you have to show me how mature you are and start calling me Betsy, OK?"
"I guess I can do that...Betsy..."
"Ok lets see you around 6 tomorrow night, OK?"
"Thanks Betsy I'll be there."
The following night Kerry rang the bell at the Smyth's at exactly 6. When the door opened she was surprised to find that a girl about her height and age was there and she said.
"You must be Kerry, I'm Isabelle but please call me Izzy."
"Hi, Izzy I'm here to have dinner with the Smyth's or should I say Sam and Betsy."
Kerry smiled as she said this feeling all grown up and excited about the possibility of her life going more as planned that she had hoped it would just last night.
"Come on in, Kerry. Sam and Betsy invited me here because I accepted their offer almost four ears ago and they felt you and I might relate to one another. But more about that later, lets go eat!"
Although Kerry was more interested in the offer the Smyth's had for her she did her best to maintain the small talk through dinner, getting more and more inpatient for the facts to come out. Finally, after a wonderful desert, Sam stood up and said.
"Kerry, Betsy and Izzy are going to tell you everything and I am going to the garage to get out of the way while you ladies talk. I will only say that I hope you have the patience to listen to the whole story. If things go well then I will see you in the garage later."
No sooner had Sam left then Izzy said to me.
"Kerry I believe in straight talk. This job is basically one of prostitution!"
"What??????"
Kerry was stunned. A prostitute never I could never she said over and over to herself but when she looked at Izzy and Betsy they were on the verge of laughing so she said. Kerry asked.
"What's so funny?"
Betsy replied.
"The look on your face is exactly what I expected and it is a pleasure to see it. Please give us some time to explain then if your not interested you can leave and no problems. OK?"
"OK I'll listen but I can't promise you I would even think of selling my body."
Betsy and Izzy went on to explain that yes, she would for lack of a better term be a prostitute. But they explained she would be a very select and high priced lady of the evening and that if she did this not only would her tuition be paid, books, lab fees and room and board but that by the time she graduated she would have a nice nest egg to start her life. She would also be able to give her parents enough money to help them out.
Izzy, it turns out went to work for the Smyth's four years ago. She will graduate this spring with no debts and a little over $50,000 in the bank to get her going in her career. She explained that as she attended the state university, she worked part time in the Smyth's restaurant in the city. It was a classy place and was used to actually show customers the women that were available. If someone wanted a woman for the night it would all be arranged and the girl would meet the client in a townhouse maintained for this work. The girl and the client had their fun and the client paid the Smyth's. The Smyth's paid the tuition, gave the girl some spending cash and put some money away for after graduation.
There was to be no soliciting clients on street corners, no girl was sold to do anything she didn't want or like to do and all clients had to wear condoms. The girls also had medical coverage and were required to have regular check ups. There was a 'panic" button in the workhouses though Izzy admitted she never came close to using it.
"So, what you're telling me is that this is prostitution, that you sold your body and your OK with that?"
"I will admit, like you I was horrified at first but I knew that to get where I wanted to go I needed to do something. Working a part time job in a mall just wasn't going to cut it. I'd thought about all the guys I had had sex with for the equivalent of a movie and a cheap dinner and while it's no justification I decided that if my body could pay for more then that I would give it a try. You know what I mean?"
"Well, yeah I guess so. It's just such a leap of dramatic proportions to think of myself as a whore or prostitute."
"Well, yeah I agree. This isn't for everyone but if you can do it the sky is the limit."
They talked a long while and Kerry was becoming interested in the idea. She liked the sex she had had, though it often was over so quick it was hard to tell if she was doing it right and she asked.
"How do you know if your are good enough for this? I mean all of my experiences, and there were not all that many have been OK but nothing of the spectacular nature you read about in adult novels!"