She chose her clothes carefully.
It was important that she didn't look like someone who could afford nice things, even though that was far from the truth and her entire wardrobe was full of designer labels. So she picked out the oldest and well-worn clothes.
The black skinny v-neck top with sleeves that finished just below the elbow had seen good service and would normally have been thrown out, had it not been required for this purpose. Under it, she wore a black cleavage enhancing wonderbra that had also stood the test of time. She slipped matching black panties over her long shapely legs until they fitted snugly over her totally smooth, shaved pussy. A denim mini skirt, which had it been an inch or two shorter would have been a micro skirt covering very little below her hips, and knee-length black suede boots with a stiletto heel completed the outfit. The boots were a few years old, the suede wearing off in small patches and the tip of the heels showing shiny metal through the black where the coating had worn off.
Applying the tartiest make-up she could find, she checked herself in the mirror. She was ready.
She drove to the edge of the city centre and parked her car in a well-lit street, near to one of the city's more popular nightclubs. There would be plenty of people around when she returned, which was important as a safety precaution.
Locking the car, she looked round and checked that she hadn't been particularly noticed. Unwrapping a piece of chewing gum she took onto her tongue and chewed in rhythm with her footsteps as she walked away from her car into the distinctly downmarket suburb that lay cheek by jowl with the bright lights.
Rows of terraced houses sat either side of the narrow streets which were only lit by old fashioned, Victorian-style street lamps, converted from gas to electricity many years ago but retained by the local council because they gave the area "character."
'And allowed dodgy characters to roam in the shadows', she thought, and pulled the strap of her bag more securely onto her shoulder.
She walked steadily and purposefully towards the corner she intended to use as her base for the night. Several cars slowed as they went past her, their drivers taking a good look at the young woman strolling past them.
The lamp on her chosen corner was working for once, which helped, because she could stand under it, clearly visible to passing cars. Another girl was already there – Gina. Gaunt in the face, with skinny arms and legs, she wore just a pink bikini top, a tiny black skirt and a pair of blue platform-soled high heels that she seemed likely to fall off when she moved.
"Hi Gina," she said as she arrived.
Gina lit a cigarette and nodded in acknowledgement.
"Been busy?"
"A couple," replied Gina. "That's all so far. Lots of passing cars, but few stopping."
'We'll see about that', she thought and smiled as silver Mercedes slowed, the driver checking out both girls.
The car stopped a few yards on and Gina teetered on her platform heels towards it. The driver wound down his window and the two engaged in a brief conversation.
Gina looked crestfallen as she turned back from the car.
"He wants you," Gina said, looking as though she might burst into tears at any moment.
"OK. See you later."
With that, she walked towards the car, deliberately stepping round to the passenger side and got in.
The driver was middle-aged, Asian and smelt vaguely of coconut. He was clearly a man of means; the car was fairly new, the leather upholstery still smelling much as it did in the showroom, the man's suit was not exactly off-the-peg and he wore a Rolex on his left wrist.
"What do you want?" she asked.
"How much?" came the reply.
Looking him squarely in the eyes, she did not even blink as she replied.
"£50 for a wank, £100 for a blow-job, £200 for full sex – and you must wear a condom."
He chuckled before he spoke.
"You're good. I hope you are just as good when we get down to it. Full sex – bareback."
"No way. I told you. You must wear a condom. Don't worry – I've got some and the type I use will make it feel very sensitive."
"£500 – bareback", he replied.
