Chapter Thirty Three

H: Hey Sarah, it's Harley, Harry gave me your number, if you’re free this evening, do you want to go for a drink?

I wasn’t expecting a reply right away, but only about 2 minutes after I sent the text, I got a message back.

S: Hey honey, are you ok? I was worried about you after last night. Well, I’m meant to be going for a drink with Harry tonight, but maybe you and Alexander would like to come along?:)

Aww, that was such a sweet suggestion! I typed out my reply, smiling. The idea of a double date sounded nice, but would that be something Alexander would want to do, or is that too 'high school’ for him? I mean, he was 49. Harry and Sarah were both in their mid 30’s... and I was younger than that. Would he feel weird going on a double date with people so much younger when the girl he’s dating is, well... nearly half his age?

It was the first time I really thought about the age gap between us. It didn't bother me, not in that way anyway, but thinking about it like that made me wonder... COULD we even have a future? Besides the fact, my father really doesn’t support it and we lived in different countries...

... he WAS more than double my age. He was an old man (or at least nearly), could he want a future? The future I want? Marriage? Babies? It was way too early to ask. I had no intention to, but that is what I’d like to have at least. He’s already done all that. Would he want to do it again? Could he?

I realized I hadn’t replied to Sarah and sent her a quick message.

H: Yeah, that sounds like a cute idea, I’ll ask Alex when I see him next :)

S: No need, I asked Harry, he and Alex are up for it. Why don’t you come over to the house and we can hang out a little bit, there is something I kinda want to talk to you about, privately.

I couldn’t help but smile that Alex had agreed with it. I sent her a text back asking where the ‘house’ was and, soon after, called a cab to come and take me there. I’ll be honest, I had no idea what to expect. I suppose, without sounding too judgmental... you kinda expect it to be seedy, but I highly doubt Harry would be ok with Sarah’s line of work if that was the case...

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When the cab pulled up outside, I checked with the driver that it was the right place. It was and I got out. I couldn’t help but stare in awe of the house...

Was house even the right word?

It was a fucking mansion!!!

The gates were keycode locked, but Sarah had sent me the authorization code to open it. I pushed in the 6 digits and walked in, closing it behind myself. The gardens were almost as amazing as the house itself.

Maybe it looked so extravagant so people wouldn’t know it was an escort house. Maybe it was to make the clientele feel more comfortable. Who knows? Either way, it was lovely and the furthest thing from what my mind thought it would be like.

I walked up the steps to the front door and knocked, almost instantly the door opened and a very beautiful girl stepped out, smiling.

‘Hey there, Can I help you?’ She asked with the biggest smile. I smiled back.

‘I’m here to see Sarah?’

‘Do you have an appointment?’ I instantly felt myself blush at the idea she thought I was here for... ‘’that’’. I shook my head quickly.

‘No, No, not for that, I’m just a friend, she’s expecting me’

‘Oh, sorry, come in’. She stepped aside and I walked in. I was almost floored for what felt like the hundredth time. This was more like the home of someone very rich and important than that of escorts.

The nice blonde woman told me to take a seat and wait, maybe have a drink, and she would let Sarah know I was here. I thanked her and she left. I went and sat at the bar and just asked for some water. I made sure to keep my head down as now I was among people who were actually clients here, I didn’t want to seem rude like I was staring or anything.

I just sat and waited, about ten minutes later, the same girl came over and told me that Sarah was with someone and wouldn’t be too long. I thanked her again and she went off back to her job.

I looked around at the artwork on the walls, just more fancy looking things, and smiled. It was a really nice place.

‘Hey there’. My head whipped around so fast, I was surprised I didn’t hurt myself, and I was met by a very handsome looking guy, smiling. I smiled back, said hello, and looked away again. ‘Can I buy you a drink? I’ve never seen you here before, are you new?’

‘Oh, I don’t work here’. I told him, feeling myself blush by his assumption. He chuckled awkwardly.

‘Oh, I’m sorry, I mean no offence. I just assumed.’

‘It's ok, don’t worry about it’.

‘Can I buy you a drink anyway?’ I looked back at him, he seemed really genuine, but I shook my head.

‘I have one, but thank you anyway’. He just shrugged.

‘No problem. Have a good day’. I nodded and he walked off again. Well, that was awkward. Flattering and slightly confusing experience all at once. Smiling, I shook my head again and just waited for Sarah to finish up.

‘You got some attention going on, girl’. The woman behind the bar told me, nodding her head in the direction behind me, I turned to look and saw the same guy staring at me but as soon as he realized I had seen him, he looked away and started talking to someone else.

‘Does he come here often?’ I asked her, remembering his comment about if I was new because he hadn’t seen me before. This was obviously not his first time.

‘Yeah, but he only started coming about 3 or so months ago’. I ohhh'ed and she went to serve someone else. I just kept my back to him until Sarah appeared and we went off into a different room to talk .