Chapter 1: God Bless Maria Soroka
I was sitting in my new Porsche 911 Turbo S and impatiently looking at the traffic lights. I was so excited that I just couldn't wait for the fucking green light. Taking a deep breath, I pushed the gas pedal to the floor. My baby set off from the place immediately.
"Woohoo!" I screamed. "That's just incredible!"
I was driving across the noisy streets of sleeping New York, ignoring all the traffic rules. With such a car, I was definitely allowed to do it.
My mobile phone started ringing. I was sure it was Maria calling, so I just replied her, without even taking a glance at the screen.
"Maria, I'm on the way", I said. "I'll be there in a minute, I guess".
"How could you..."
I suddenly turned on the left and stopped right in front of her before she was able to finish her speech. A mid-age woman with big blue eyes and long blond wavy hair stared at me in shock, as if I was a ghost. Or a dead one, who suddenly turned out to be alive. She almost dropped her phone on the ground.
I stopped the motor and put my mobile in the pocket of short black leather jacket.
"You bitch scared me!" she laughed, when I opened the door of the car. "I knew you had got a toy, but I didn't know it was Porsche!"
"How did you learn about it?" I took out a gorgeous bouquet of red roses from the backseat and gave it to her. "Take them. I hate red ones, you know".
She grinned slyly. "Well, your naughty boy called me and asked me not to take the toy away from you. He was even ready to pay the agency the cost of it as a bonus for your service price", she took the roses and went to the entrance of the high glass skyscraper. "This old senile is madly in love with you, isn't he? Although, he made me angry. He was talking as if I had ever taken away any of presents from my girls. But I didn't mind getting extra cash for you".
We entered the bilding and went through the dark white hall to the elevator.
"He's just a very generous man, I think", I pushed the button and smiled to the woman. "But yeah, he told me I looked like his granddaughter".
"I cannot even imagine what you had to do to deserve such a present. Did you suck his dick?" Maria glanced at me with a risen brow.
I entered the lift and chuckled in disgust.
"God forbid. No way I can do it. You know that my principles have the biggest value for me. There is no car which can cost more than my principles".
"Alright", the blondie smiled. "In this case, I don't have any other assumptions".
And that was good. How could I tell her he had given it to me just because he had enjoyed playing chess with me? She would never believe it. Maria Soroka was in this business for too long to believe that a call girl could get an expensive car just because she had very beautiful eyes and knew the right time to laugh or to cry.
Perfect blowjob was the best option to impress the rich and the powerful and ask him to buy something for you as a compliment for your talent. But... For me, it wasn't the main option. First of all, because I didn't suck anyone's dick even once while I was working in the company. I believed, it was very special thing, and yet in my teenage I had promised myself to do it only for a loved one. And secondly, because I had never asked any man about presents. They were generous to me without it.
The dark red hall of the 20th floor was almost empty; only two securities were sitting in front of the monitors nearby the elevator and chattering about some football team. Several erotic picthures on the walls were barely visible in the pale shadows of the low lights, black leather sofas were covered with some blankets and a few pillows, which men had prepared for sleep in advance.
"How was your week in Kentucky, dear?" Maria unlocked the door of her cabinet and let me in. "Did you really see his family?"
When she turned on the bright light, I came into the white modern room. There were two white sofas standing not too far from the door, a long glass coffee table was right in front of them; a boss table was situated next to the window wall, as well as four chairs for clients. Bookcases, full of photo albums and different kinds of special books about sexual skills and psychology were taking place near with each wall of the room.
I sat on the sofa and yawned lightly.
"Yep, he wanted me to meet his relatives. Mr Swann introduced me to his sons and a daughter as a friend of his, telling them we first met at a shooting competition, and we've been friends since I beat his securities", I grinned. "Well, that was partly true: I really beat his guys, when we had our first date at the competition. What about Kentucky... Let's say, I'd not like to appear there without him any time".
Maria sat at the boss table and started searching something in the desk drawer.
"Why did he decide to let you all know each other? Our clients usually try to keep such secrets in the closet", she took out a wad of cash and looked at me. "I have prepared the payment for you. Your commission is forty thousand dollars for this week. And the bonus... Actually, I think the car is more than enough for you. I guess that would be better to buy some extra clothes for you, using this money. Don't you mind?"
"It depends on the sum of the bonus payment", I got up and came closer to her. "How much is it?"
"Three thousand dollars. Well, if you take it, you still must buy something new for yourself. He also scolded me as if I have never bought anything for you, because he had seen you in the same clothes already twice", the woman sighed. "I couldn't convince him that it's you who refuses to obey me and wear something else except the goods, which you chose last time we had gone shopping".
"Alright, I'll do it", I took the wag of cash from her hands and smiled. "Is the bonus here?"
"No", she took a purse from her black bag and counted three thousands, giving them to me. "Take it. As soon as you're done with shopping, text me and show the clothes".
I nodded.
"Sure, ma'am".
"What are you going to do with the car?"
I shrugged my shoulders.
"That was gifted to me, and I really wanted to have such a baby... So, I'm surely not going to sell it. Will see. I guess, I'll drive it".
She looked at me seriously.
"Okay, but be careful. I need you alive, while you're in demand". She giggled.
I laughed and waved her goodbye.
"Deal. I have to go, it's already late. I'm going to Boston tomorrow, do you remember about my meeting with Mr Sergio Rodriguez? I'll text you afterwards".
"Be careful, there will be his wife at a party".
"Sure. See you".
I left the room, going to the elevator...
