I'm Emma, and I came to the U.S. from the Philippines a few years ago and lived in an apartment complex in East San Diego with my sailor husband who was always gone. A couple months after we moved in, another girl from the Philippines moved in. Her name was Rosie, and she was a couple years older than me. She lived by herself, and because I did not have a job and my husband had just deployed, we hung out a lot. Rosie always seemed to have money, and she went out a lot at night, but I didn't know what she did for work. One night I heard her having sex through the walls of the apartment...sounded like someone was really pounding her.
The next morning I asked her about it, and she confided in me that she had been with a customer. She said she worked for an escort service, but this guy was a high school teacher who she had a private arrangement with. She said her pimps didn't mind her working off their books as long as she was available for their customers. I asked her how much she made, and she told me she charged $600 per hour, $1,500 for an over night engagement, and sometimes served as a traveling companion for certain clients. If the call was though the service she had to give half to the pimps.
I asked her what they were like and she said, "PJ is the older one who runs things. She said he was a black guy who had gotten out of prison and learned the pimping and pandering business at Folsom Prison. His cousin, Richard, a street gang member from Southeast San Diego, helped him. Richard was a gangster. She said they were both nice guys, never cheated or abused her, and she was saving her money. She asked me if I was interested.
I had been a stripper in Manila, and turned a lot of tricks before making it to the states. Since I was not working and short of money, I was interested. She asked me if I had ever been with a black man before, and I said, "No, I had always been attracted to black guys but never had an opportunity. She laughed, and said that was her too at one time, but after her first time with PJ, she preferred a black cock. Rosie asked me to strip down to my underwear so she could take a picture with her cell phone. She'd show it to PJ, and let me know if he was interested.
I pulled off my jeans and blouse and then decided to show this PJ dude everything. I knew I was hot, and if he saw what I had, he was sure to like me. Rosie smiled as I stepped out of my panties, "wow, great bod...and those breasts are something else. Are they for real, like all you?
"Yep, all me."
My breasts are 32C, and my nipples are dark brown, almost black, and usually hard.
"So what should I do."
"You know what to do Emma, show me what you got."
I took a deep breath, touched myself between my legs, "Should I have trimmed it first...too late now. I put my hands in back of my head, cocked my hips, curled my toes, and danced to the the Foreigner song that was playing in my ear buds while Rosie snapped away.
Later that evening she called, "Be ready at 8:30. I'll pick you up. The guys want to meet you."
I showered and put on my make up, checked myself out one more time in the mirror and decided my pubic hair needed a trim. I started to shape it with a razor but just couldn't get it right. After I had trimmed most of my bush away, I had a raggedly looking Brazilian...didn't look good at all, so I shaved myself smooth as a baby. I was hoping that would be okay. The only thing I was concerned about was that I was very petite, only 4'11" and 105 lbs. Would they want someone who was taller?
Rosie came by and helped me pick out a dress, a little shear black cocktail dress I could wear without a bra. I like the dress because in the right light, you could see the outline of my nipples. I put on a black thong and black nylons, and,feeling totally trashy, drove off with Rosie.
On the way there, Rosie didn't say much. She did say that she wanted to be sure that I understood I was going to be fucked pretty good by both pimps that night. I knew that was part of the deal. She told me that it would be pretty much straight sex, and they would let me know immediately if I had a job with them.