Chapter 11

Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!

I had done the one thing I swore never to do again, which was to never have sex with any of my fishes.

Stephen was the only one I had sex with while taking money from him, and after that, I just couldn’t do it again. My experience with Stephen let me know that having sex with the men that I’m supposed to be taking money from was a huge loss to me, it was nothing short from prostitution, it was only fancier.

Yes, people thought I had sex with all the men I got involved with, and I never let them think differently, because I am proud of what I do for extra cash. I owed no one any explanation, so they could think whatever they wanted about me.

I let out a breath and got out of the large bed. Reeves was still sleeping mightily and if I may add, beautifully. He had his long silky hair scattered about on the pillow, looking so innocent and fine. I let my eyes guide my imagination as I looked lower and lower until I got to his dick area, flashback of the previous night where I thought it wouldn’t fit past my mind, but Reeves knew how to work his stuff.

Maybe it’s because the last time I fucked someone was almost a two months ago, but sex with Reeves felt different, a good type of different. The type of different that told me I couldn’t afford to do it again.

God! Get a fucking grip!!!

I shook the nasty thoughts out of my head, as I ran around the dimly lit room, trying to get my clothes and belongings.

I found everything but my panties, I really wanted to find that, but I didn’t want Reeves waking up to me still in his house. I’d rather have any conversation about this through the phone, not that there was anything to talk about, but like if we had to talk about it.

I managed to get fully dressed without waking Reeves up, but as I was just about to walk out the door, I heard the only thing I didn’t really want to hear.

“Wait!”

“Ugh fuck! Wait” he pressed his hands against his head.

I stood there frozen in my steps. I let out a breath and turned to him slowly.

“Look, uhm well, I was about to leave here and pretend this never happened. You were obviously in a bad place, and I wasn’t thinking straight, and we made a mistake. I don’t want to be that with you, but what’s done is done,” I let the words out, and I meant every single word of it. Lingering on drunken sex never really amounted to anything good anyway.

“Good. You took the words straight out of my mouth,” Reeves managed to smile despite the banging hangover I’m sure he was having.

“See you later hotshot,” I winked at him.

My plans were down to shit! There was nothing like “having sex with Reeves” in it. All I had to do was be overbearing and very annoying that he just wanted to give me what I wanted to make me shut up.

I mean I could still manage that, but I had to make sure sex would never happen again.

Thank God it was a Saturday. I made it a thing to find other men while trying to get Reeves, too much money is never enough money.

Since I was out already, I decided to rush to a boutique to get something real pretty to wear for then night. While in the boutique, I remembered Stephen, we were supposed to meet today, so I dialed his number.

“I’m going to make this short,” I started when Stephen picked up.

“I’m going out tonight, to a club, come if you want, I’ll send you the location, if you’re not down, tell me now,” I continued.

“Good morning to you too princess. I see that you haven’t changed a bit. I feel this club is a way of keeping your house away from me,” Stephen replied.

“It’s a good thing you know that. What’s it going to be, Wang?” I asked him.

“Fine! But I’ll come pick you up from your house instead,” Stephen negotiated.

“You’ll have to pay me,” this was what I did for a living.

“Yes, gold digger, I’ll pay you,” Stephen said. I smiled and hung up.

It was at that moment I found the prettiest pink dress! What? I’m a woman of color...literally.

The dress was short, but it promised total perfection.

I took a picture of the dress and the price tag and sent it to Reeves. It was about time he started paying some bills.

I want this dress. That’s the price and I need the money. You know you have to do this, or your pictures will be out in the open.

Love, Me.

Simple and short, no need for long talk or drama.

Reeves didn’t even call me or ask for any explanation, he just sent the money for the dress. I liked it, the fact that I didn’t have to do much.

After getting the dress, I drove straight home, I needed to remove the sex stench I had on me. I’m sure everyone could inhale it. Ew.

I spent the rest of the day pampering myself to make sure I looked banging hot for my night affair. I loved attention and I knew how to command it, but I had to make sure I looked like someone people would like to give their attention to.

I had texted my address to Stephen, and I received $5000 dollars as payment, which wasn’t really much, but I took it anyway. I started to get ready at 8:30 p.m. and I was done by 10 p.m.

I would bang me. I looked that good, and I couldn’t even deny it.

“I’m here ma’am, and I don’t know if I should knock or not,” a text message from Stephen came in. I laughed at his cluelessness and went out to get the door for him.

“Melanie,” Stephen smiled, sizing me up from head to toe.

“Stephen,” I smirked.

“What? Don’t tell me you’re about to fall in love with me again!” I mocked.

“You wish,” Stephen pushed me away.

“But I thought about it for a few seconds though,” he added.

“I’ve missed you, gold digger,” Stephen opened his arms wide for me. I smiled and hugged him tight.

“Now that’s how you greet your favorite Asian,” he laughed.

“You look like a lot of money,” Stephen noticed.

“Yeah well, there are a lot of fishes in the river these days, and business is going mighty good,” I smiled at him.

“You’re really taking these men’s money, aren’t you?” He laughed.

“I am, and I love doing it”

“How’s Emilia?” I asked. I really didn’t want to know, but it was one of those nice things that I just had to do for peace to reign.

“She’s good, she wanted to come with me, but I told her she probably doesn’t want to run into you here,” Stephen said.

“If I saw her on the road, I promise you that I wouldn’t even know she was the one, and even if I remembered what she looks like by some miracle, I’d just ignore her or pretend I didn’t know who she is. I’m that much of a bitch now,” I smirked.

“You’re a horrible person,” Stephen laughed.

“Thank you, That’s the first compliment you’ve awarded me,” I smiled.

“It’s really nice seeing you, Melanie,” Stephen smiled.

“I’m not going to do this with you, especially if I want to get some male attention tonight. I’m not going to let you rub your mushiness on me,” I smiled. I ran back to my room to get my phone and purse then Stephen and I left to the club.