Chapter 38: Ethan Hale
Ethan was pulled by the company from The Bahamas, where he had been with a client. His replacement arrived before he left.
He had been with a client in her fifties, and he was glad that shitstorm was over. Her fetish was beyond even him. The money was good, but the experience, not so much.
He started his career as an actor, but fate had other things in plan for him. He had gone for an audition and the role was sure to be his, but the female producer insisted she must sample his love making skills before he appeared on camera.
He agreed to her demands, thinking it would be a one-time thing.
It wasn't.
She nearly went out of her mind when he bedded her. She moaned her lungs out as he took her, and he found it most uncomfortable.
It went on for a while and when he got to know that the movie had began shooting with another actor, he was beyond disappointed.
He confronted her, and she said she was in love with him and wanted him only for herself. Making him a known actor would only attract other females to him, and she didn't want to lose him.
He told her she was sick and walked out on her. The crushed female producer kept calling him, to the point of crying for him over the phone.
Soon, word got out about his endowment and how fantastic he was in bed, and a sizeable number of women in the industry wanted to bed him.
He was perceived as a huge walking shaft.
He didn't get far at all in the movie industry. It was extremely frustrating for him, as he was passionate about acting.
Soon he was scouted by the escort company and the money was good. Better than the little offers he was getting from his agent for commercials and other small acting gigs.
He decided to work for the company and milk as much money as he could, to make his own movie.
Why not get paid for what he was being taken advantage of?
He received Jeanne's profile through email. He couldn't believe his luck to land such a beautiful lady. Most of his clients are usually a lot older than him. He had never been with a younger client.
As Ethan's gaze fell upon the photograph of Jeanne, his breath caught in his throat. He clicked on her picture to fill up his phone screen.
His eyes traced the contours of her features, the delicate curve of her smile, the way her hair cascaded like a waterfall of dark silk, and the depth of her eyes that seemed to hold secrets.
A burst of emotions surged within him, surprise, intrigue, and a touch of something he couldn't quite place.
Jeanne's beauty was undeniable, but there was something more, an essence that lingered beyond what met the eye.
He found himself lost in the details, the play of light and shadow on her skin, the hint of a freckle that danced near her lips. It was as if the photograph held a piece of her soul, a fragment of her essence frozen in time.
Ethan's thoughts danced with curiosity…a desire to know the stories behind her eyes, the dreams that played within her smile.
He reflected on the events that had shaped her, the laughter that had graced her lips, and the memories that had been carved into the substance of her being.
He was perplexed as to why she would seek his services when she could easily get any man she desired.
He placed the photograph down with a final gaze, the yearning of her presence lingering in his thoughts.
He was to travel to London right away. He was eager to depart and pleasure her as much as she wanted.
He didn't mind the nearly ten hour flight from the Bahamas. He had been through a lot worse while doing this job.
He planned to sleep on the airplane and be fully refreshed when he arrived in London. He would be in need all of his strength.
He couldn't wait to witness the beauty that had struck a chord in his heart. For a brief moment, he forgot he was being paid to pleasure.
After a grueling ten-hour flight from the Bahamas, Ethan arrived in London with a feeling of relief and eagerness.
The travel had been a frenzy of time zones and uncomfortable seats, leaving him both mentally and physically exhausted.
As he stepped off the plane at about two o'clock in the afternoon, he could feel the weight of exhaustion settle into his bones, a confirmation of the distance he had travelled to be there.
The airport's crowded terminals were a swirl of faces and announcements, activities that appeared to move faster than his tired head.
The anticipation of meeting beautiful Jeanne was an enduring motivation, pulling him forward through the crowds and queues.
As he stepped out of the airport and into the air over London. The pulse of the city encircled him like a second skin, the air chilly against his cheeks after the tropical warmth he had left behind.
Heartstone Continental Hotel welcomed him, a haven of rest and rejuvenation. The exquisite entrance of the hotel rose tall, beckoning him with its promise of comfort and elegance.
The doorman's warm grin soothed his tired spirit, reminding him that he had arrived at his destination.
Entering the hotel lobby seemed like entering a realm of splendor. The air was scented with subtle fragrance hints, and the decor, a blend of traditional elegance and modern sophistication.
The soft lighting gave a pleasant glow across the room, and the hum of discussion provided a peaceful background rhythm.
Ethan's suite was a serene haven, a vast nest that enveloped him with its luxurious furnishings and exquisite design.
The scenery from the window provided a sight of London's skyline, an overview that appeared to reach out in welcome.
The plush bed seemed to lure him with promises of repose, and the prospect of slipping into its embrace tingled his tired muscles.
As he relaxed in his suite, his mind couldn't help but turn to the one he had come all this way to meet.
He pictured their first meeting, their eyes locking in recognition, and the heights of pleasure and bliss he would take her to.
The exhaustion appeared to fade, replaced by a new type of energy, a desire, a yearning within him.
As he considered the lovely client that awaited him, Ethan's pulse pounded with excitement.
He could almost feel her presence beside him as he closed his eyes and took a deep breath; their time together would go beyond time zones and exhaustion.