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Just a Job
Do you think living a life like mine is easy? Being disowned my mother, dumped by the love of my life, and left out on the streets of LA to die. So I did what’s most natural to humans, survive. I applied everywhere but my rich and powerful mother blacklisted me. I had no friends who could help me. I was completely alone.
Then I met this young girl named Shane who worked for this underground company. She was a drug dealer herself, but there were other jobs available. She sent me to her friend, a pimp by the name of Papi. Papi took one look at me and hired me on the spot. My initiation of course was to show Papi my sexual skills.
I didn’t disappoint. As a British woman I have to excel at everything and I didn’t disappoint. However, Papi thought I had more class because of my accent and my grace, so my job was labeled ‘the third party.’
And my job was just that. The emotionless, unattatched third party. I was called by young couples looking to have fun, horny boys looking for a willing girl to share, and long-term couples who wanted to spice up their relationship.
Needless to say, I hate my job. Having disgusting strange men on me made me more of a lesbian. Any woman involved I cherished. There weren’t many who agreed to this sort of thing.
Tonight, though, is a different night. Tonight I’m actually excited about my job. For the first time since I started, I was to be the third party for married lesbian couple who needed to rile things up.
When Papi told me I gave her big kiss. My co-workers were throwing shit at us and whining as we made out. We just laughed.
Now I’m lying down on the bed completely naked, which is my usual starting position. My breath picked up when I heard the clanking of heels in the hotel hallway, and the click of the door being unlocked.
My heart was pounding loudly as the two women stepped in. I gasped at the beauty of both of them. The shorter one, and seemingly more submissive one, had beautiful hazel eyes, long blonde hair, and a pearly white complexion. The taller, and dominant looking one, was biracial, her mocha skin was the perfect tone, her deep brown eyes were so captivating, and her thick brown curls just passed her shoulder.
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Damn that was hot and awesome, love it!
Damn, what an imagination!!! Good job. Thanks.
Damn, what an imagination!!! Good job. Thanks.
all that from a film LOL brill, even if i never see Helena with Jenny, clever idea. loved the Bette and TIna bit, as always
Great story, loved the dynamics! Hope you’ll consider maybe writing a Belena in the future? It would be great, anyway, great and interesting story, glad you had insomnia:P
This was amazing…
Wow that was just simply brilliant. thank you.
haha great story! you should definitely write stories when you can’t sleep ;)
Hell yes, keep writing when you can’t sleep. That scene with B,T and H was sizzling! I agree, Rachel Shelley is hot as hell.
Wow that was hot and brilliant. I’m a Helena fan so I thoroughly enjoyed it!
I loved this story! I also love how loveable u made Jenny for a long time I didn’t even think that was possible lol. Great Job!