Behind the shop ads

[Laz Farrell]

Browsing the ads in the shop window, amongst the usual rooms to rent and handy men available he found what he was looking for “Jane personal massage petit blonde 21 yrs of age close to the station, call anytime” he dialled the number into his phone and pressed call.

“Hello” a woman’s voice answered

“Hi is that Jane?” he replied

“Yes it is honey do I know you”? She sounded a lot older than twenty one,

“No, but I could see you I am only ten minutes from the station”

 “My names Dean”

“Ok Dean, it will 60 for half an hour, flat 12b Cedar gardens behind the station, you know it?”

“Yes see you in ten”.

Exactly Ten minute later Jane was answering the door he was older than she thought late forties slightly overweight sadly a typical client.

“Like I said its sixty pounds for thirty minutes I don’t do anything kinky”

“That’s fine” Dean replied as he handed over the money.

They exchanged pleasantries as she led him through to the bedroom,

It was over in minutes Jane who was completely anesthetised to the whole act kept one eye either on the clock or the missed calls racking up on her cell phone. This really had became just a job in the early days she used to keep count but as the number grew into the hundreds it was something she no longer wanted to keep track off.

[bolton carley]

amazing that all that really happens and someone can be so complacent about it.