Chapter 1: the clubhouse
THE CLUBHOUSE
“step into the light”
I don’t know what I’m doing, but dammit i need this money to even survive for the week.
" Introduce yourself”
" My name is ...”
" Have you done this before” someone else asked, this time, a woman.
" Yes” I lied, surely, this was the place that hundred percent never crept into your personal and private life.
" Since I can’t ask where, do you mind starting now?“.
" No , I’d be glad”
This is the busiest and most patronized club house in this city. My name is Peter Renfield Lydia, guess my mother and father couldn’t have just given me a better name, Peter was my father’s, Lydia was my mother’s.
I’m trying to get a night job, guess bartending was a hotcake fir young dudes like me.
" So your work name is blackberry”
Really? I was expecting something really sexy, not this nonsense, but who am I to complain, I’m just too broke to do so.
Getting out the interview room, I was asked to move to the changing room, this is really something to behold, people are moving with literally nothing at all, no cloths I mean, but despite my predicament, I would really love a bit of discretion.
" Blackberry?”
" Um., I’m here, this is he” A guy called,
" I’m kitty” this guy is going to be the one show me around, I guess.
" Get dressed blackberry, we start work in ten”
" Oh, um, I’m just a little flushed ”
" I know, it will take some getting used to, but no worries, it comes with a lot of money, apparently ”
" I just..”
" Come with me, since I’ve been here a while, I’ll get you somewhere private to dress up”
I wonder how long a while is, I only plan to work where did as long as It’s getting me the highest pay and no more longer than that.
" Well, thanks kitty”
i”m about to open the dressing kit the clubhouse gave to me and when I saw that of kitty, on second thought, I might actually settle for the downtown whores, no judgement though.
" I Know it’s not decent but people pay to see a fresh ass y’know”
" It’s just not really what I thought”
" Yes, it’s not, come on now, breath in and take things slowly, stay close to me, and I’ll protect you”
This club feature of this place seems to be only at face value , is this really a clubhouse or a brothel.
" Well, thanks.”
When I stepped out of the changing room, in my too tight shorts which looked more like a boxer, a choker and a mask, which is really important here, a ankle chain and I didn’t wear any shoe or anything since I dumped it for pop socks.
Kitty’s expression was something that made me want to go back and change ” you look quite the opposite of what you say you are, you know?”
" I know, I’m just really in need of this money”
" Then this money won’t make itself, grab a tray, blackberry ”
The way kitty says this name, my name makes it seem more sexy than I thought.
