Tracy was sitting on the rear deck. Her beach house was her most treasured possession resulting from the divorce from her asshole of a husband with whom she had been married for five years. She sipped her coffee and watched the waves rolling onto the white sand beach.
She was twenty seven, five seven, and a hundred and twenty pounds of pure lovely. She knew she looked good. She also knew it was why Robert had married her. The problem was that he also liked any other beautiful woman from cocktail waitresses to account executives.
The doorbell jarred her back to the present. As she stood up, the tie to her short robe came undone, exposing a pair of long, tanned legs. She re-tied it and went to open the front door.
Before her stood a short Asian girl grinning up at her. She was very cute with long black hair. She was wearing a wrap-a-round oriental style robe.
"You Ms. Walker. Yes?" She said. "I Kim." She waited. "I here, help."
"Oh God." Tracy said. "I totally forgot." She added. "I'm so sorry. Please, come in."
Kim entered the house and admired Tracy for a few seconds. "My, you pretty girl." Kim said.
A week ago:
It was Saturday night and Tracy was out for drinks with her best friend, Annie Collins. Friends since high school, they had always confided everything to each other but you would not have known that by looking at Tracy this very moment.
"You're so full of crap." Tracy said.
"You wish." Annie said.
"So how long?" Tracy asked. "When did you start?" She was stammering. "Why?"
"Tracy, I see women. What's the big deal?" Annie said.
"The big deal." Tracy said. "Is you and I have been friends...forever." She waved her hands. "And you choose now to tell me this?" She shook her head. "How the hell did I not see this?"
"Tracy, it's not like I've been doing this that long" Annie said.
"How long?" Tracy asked.
Annie hesitated. "Since Craig and I split up."
"Since?" Tracy paused. "That was over a year ago."
Annie grinned. "Yea."
"So why are you?" Tracy started.
"Because I'm worried about you." Annie said. "I'm telling you because I thought, maybe, you might."
"Oh crap." Tracy said. "Really? You think my solution to a cheating fuck of a husband is to jump into the sack with a woman?"
"Annie laughed. "Worked for me, love."
"Well that's just." Tracy was at a loss for words. "Who is? When do you?" Tracy shook her head again. "How did you even find someone?"
"Oh good, a complete sentence." Annie said. "We're getting somewhere."
"Hey, screw you." Tracy said. "This is all very confusing."
"You should be happy for me." Annie offered.
Tracy sat quiet for a time. "So, are you happy?" She asked.
"Very." Annie grinned.
Tracy shrugged her shoulders. "Fuck it, fine then." She said. She looked directly at her best friend. "So tell." She demanded.
Annie just smiled.
"Look you slut." Tracy was grinning. "You can't just drop something like this on me and not give the details."
"You sure you want to know?" Annie asked.
"Every fucking detail. Don't leave out a single thing." Tracy said.
Annie waved at the bartender. "We're going to need a couple more of these."
When fresh drinks had been delivered and they were alone again, Tracy said, "So give."
So Annie began. "I was at the spa, you know, the one on Del Prado, where I always go?"
"Could we get to the part where you are fucking a girl?" Tracy asked.
Annie looked at her. "Well there is no need to be snotty." She said. "Do you want to hear or not?"
"Yes." Tracy said.
"Okay." Tracy started again. "My masseuse was this pretty Asian girl. Well, they are all Asian these days aren't they." She smiled at Tracy who was still wanting some real details.
"I was on my stomach and Sha was working my femoris muscle or something like that, I don't really know their names." Annie said.
"For God's sake." Tracy said.
"Alright." Annie quipped. "Somehow, her fingers got a little too close to my, well, not my femoris, that's for sure." She hesitated. "So, of course, I sort of jumped." Annie said.
"So she says, you very up tight." Annie explained.
"And I say, sorry, I just didn't expect that." Annie seemed to be getting excited. "And she says, you no like?" Annie shook her head. "I said, it's alright, don't worry about it."
"And Sha says, Sha no worry. Sha can solve problem, you want?" Annie started to grin. "Just like that." Annie continued.
"That's it?" Tracy asked.
"Well no." Annie said. "But that's all I'm saying." She shrugged. "Except to say that was the best massage ever."
"But how?" Tracy started.
Annie grinned. "As it turned out, Sha is running an escort service on the side. A very good one, I might add."
"Oh my God." Tracy said.
"So, how about I set you up with one of them, just for fun?" Annie asked.
"Whoa." Tracy said. "I don't think so."
"Girlfriend that is exactly what I said." Annie said.
Back to the present:
Tracy looked at Kim. "Look, I think we have made a mistake here."