Love For Hire

Kinsley sat in front of the desk at LA’s Angels Escort Service. The man behind the desk had been eyeing her up, trying to decide if she would make him money. Mackenzie had told her that the company had high standards for their girls. She had been forced to take an STD test yesterday to assure her new employer she was clean because clean girls were one of their major selling factors. “You say you are twenty-one?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“And you have never been an escort before?”

“No.”

“So why now?”

“I need the money, and a friend of mine suggested I work for you.”

you will not go through with it. You just do not seem the type. I cannot have one of my girls get to the client and then refuse to do the job. When that happens, I not only have to give the client back his money, but I have to double it to abide

need the money,”

am running a business, not a charity. I need to know you will not

this, I am going to be starving to death on the street. I have no

“Take this over to dispatch down the hall and to the left. You cannot miss

one woman behind a desk and then was told

looked at Kinsley and apologized, saying she had nothing for her at the moment. She

she said, typing on her computer and bringing up employee files. “I have two that fit his request… oh… I am sorry, it looks like they are both spoken for tonight,” suddenly, she looked at Kinsley and smiled. “Actually, I have a new girl that fits the bill if you are interested,” she paused. “Perfect. You have a wonderful night,” she ended the gall. “Well, it looks like you have a job tonight,” she said as

her blankly. “His