A Bitch In Time (Marina: Part One: Naughty Nookie Series)

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Author: Serena Akeroyd
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and ducks underneath.
    I have to look away as he
pushes it into Rosalie’s mouth.  Not because I’m disgusted, not because
I’m revolted, but because my belly is churning and not with sickness.
    Clenching my jaw, I move away
from the peephole and force myself to walk down the hall.  It’s only
because my visit with Nate is so close that I’m feeling this way.  Still,
it’s damned hard to walk away. 
    Cell in hand, I type out a
text. 
    Nate isn’t really one for
mobile technology.  For the most part, he leaves his cell uncharged and on
the top of his dresser with his loose change.  Still, he turns it on every
day, because he knows I send him messages.
    Wish you were
here, Nate.  I’ve got an itch only you can scratch.  M x
    I leave it semi
PG-rated.  I’ve never been one for dirty talk, even if I wish that weren’t
the case.  Writing dirty is even harder, so I keep it clean and send the
text. 
    It’s an understatement saying
that I wish he were here.  I’ve really missed him these last few
months. 
    Usually, I get on with my life
and he with his.  We do our thing and then, meet up every so often. 
We’re both happy to do that.  But it’s been tough recently.  I’ve
wanted to talk, wanted to connect.  I can’t help but question what’s
changed. 
    What’s different about these
last three months to the other times in our five-year-long, long distance
relationship…?
    I wish I had the answer.
    I dislike change.
    Grumbling, I head down to the
next peephole and look through.  After spotting Eloise sitting on her
lonesome, I close the peephole and open the door.
    “What’s up, Lou?”
    Most of the rooms are styled
in the minimalistic way.  All harsh, linear edges, but some, like this
one, are uniquely decorated.  I wanted this to be all soft femininity and
it’s very popular with our female guests.
    Think creamy pastels with
floral-patterned wallpapers and soft furnishings.  Lou is laying on the
comforter, fully dressed, legs crossed at the ankle, back propped against the
cushioned headrest and she’s filing her nails.
    Her eyes dart up to meet mine
and she smiles in greeting.  “Client had to dash off.  Emergency
meeting.”
    “Not bad.  You get the
fee without having to do a damned thing.”
    Her smile widens into a
grin.  “Yep.  I’d have a nap, but it would mean having to change
afterwards and re-do my make-up.  I can’t be bothered.”
    Wandering over to the bed, I
perch on the side but lean back on my hands to stare out into Manhattan’s
midnight skyline.  A view perfectly framed by thick, swathes of fabric
surrounding a picture window.  “Don’t blame you.  Who’s your next
client?”
    I don’t need to look at her to
see her smug grin.  “David Asprey.”
    I blow out a low
whistle.  “Someone’s in for a huge tip.”
    “Ha, that isn’t the only
thing.  He likes his girls to get off.”
    “Too much information, Lou,” I
tease and turn to wink at her. 
    She pulls out her
tongue.  “The day we can shock you, Marina, is a day the world will end!”
    “Well, that’s some
statement.  I’m sure there’s some shit that could shock me.”
    “I can’t imagine what that
might be.”  She leans forward and grabs my shoulder.  “I meant to ask
you earlier, but I forgot.  I need to get to class next Wednesday and I
have two appointments booked.”
    “Okay, I’ll rearrange the
schedule.  Were they special requests?” Sometimes clients requested a
certain girl.  Rescheduling could be a bitch.
    “No.  But it’s my day and
Anna told me two had booked in.”  Most clients visited on an appointment
only basis, because they wanted a specific girl.  Sometimes, they booked,
wanting potluck on whichever woman they’d get.  Every shift, a different
woman would accommodate the non-specified bookings.
    “No worries, I’ll sort
it.  Exam?” I ask, cautiously.  Eloise is one of the girls currently
taking a Masters in Botany, but this year, things

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