1. Penny's Worth - Chapter 2


    Date: 4/5/2015, Categories: Wife Lovers, Author: KrystalClear, Rating: 3, Source: LushStories

    This place was impressive. “You’ve never been here either?” I asked. “No, it’s always been too rich for my blood. But, if Penny and Bernadette are going to go over as well I as think, this is where we want to showcase them. We’re going to charge a premium for their services, and we need to present an elite experience.” Premium was the right term. The giant living room had a grouping of white sofas surrounding an oversized glass topped coffee table. There were two master bedrooms, with doors on each side of a cast concrete fireplace mantle. We’d paid an exorbitant amount of money for the day. I hoped we could make it back and turn a profit. “Early to bed, early to rise, fuck like hell and advertise,” Quinn had joked when she told me about her plans. We’d managed to line up a list of clients for the day by handing out business cards to potential customers. So far, we had a nearly full schedule, but the real success would depend on positive word of mouth. I remembered Gloria’s words of caution. “It’s still a gimmick. Celebrity workers are nothing new. Back in the mid-nineties, Rachael and Monica were all the rage. For a while, there were even two sets at the Aventeen. For a while we had a Phoebe. Men could book a double Rachael, if they wanted it. Then the show got old and the acts went stale. Don’t over play it.” “We plan to keep it limited and high end,” Quinn had retorted. At a thousand dollars for each of us, this act wasn’t for the budget minded. Looking over a few holes ...
    in the schedule, I suggested, “The two guys I did with Darlene the other day; they seemed to have money. They might go for a decent girl-on-girl show.” Quinn turned and gave me a harsh expression, “No, absolutely not. Even though we’re independent contractors in this business, we never poach each other’s clients. Its poor form and it can always come back to bite you.” “Sorry, it’s just that Darlene performs like a dead body.” “I don’t like her either. However, she’s a spiteful bitch. If we plunder her tricks, she’ll live to get back at us. If you don’t like her, and I agree, she is hard to work with, do what I do – don’t work with her again.” “OK, you’re right.” I tried to be convincing. I hated myself for it, but I’d already agreed to another dual trick. She called me the previous day and before she even said hello, she started the conversation with, “Twenty-five hundred dollars. That is what the Brovloski brothers will pay you to perform with me again.” “But we hate each other.” I regretted not hanging up on her immediately. “Twenty-five hundred dollars. They know we hate each other; they’re into it. Again, it’s twenty-five hundred dollars. One hour. Be professional.” “Don’t spit in my mouth.” “I can’t guarantee it. I tend to go with the moment, but I’ll try to stick to verbal abuse.” “No, fat remarks.” “Alright. But you are a self-righteous little cunt. I want you to know that.” “And you’re a burned-out bogus old whore.” We both meant what we were saying. I reluctantly ...
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