asses.
“This is that escort service that they made a movie about on HBO. This is the real Boston Buyer’s Club. It exists.”
Alexis’s eyes grew wider. She and I both knew we had just entered into a whole mess of trouble.
The brunette, Jessica, came back, and took our coats from us. Luckily, because we had chosen such extravagant go-go outfits, we didn't look much different from the other girls, except somehow we looked less classy. Something about the way they, working girls, carried themselves, exuded an air of mystery and poise that we just couldn't handle. After Jessica took our coats, she came back with outfits for us. “I think it's cute that you tried to dress like us, but these will fit you better.”
She gave Alexis a yellow corset and booty ruffle shorts, and gave me a black matching set. I knew Alexis would look good in hers; her tanned skin complexion always looked good with yellow. My dark hair would match the black fairly well. But what was behind the doors? If we were getting dressed, did that mean that we were about to be sold to the highest bidder? Jessica sat on the sofa, smoking a cigarette, and talking to one of the other girls. I approached her slowly.
“What happens when we go to the club?”
Jessica just looked at me, but the blonde she was sitting with started to explain. “Oh, honey, it's so easy,” she said, in a thick southern accent. “First, you go in, and you just talk to the boys. And then, if someone's interested in you, they go behind the curtain. Then, the Madame makes the deal. It's a 50-50 split, and the money’s always good. And most of the time you don't even have to… you know.”
I shook my head. “No, I don't know.”
She put up her hand, as if to block Jessica's view. “The sex, honey. Most of these men don't even expect it these days. There's always a couple of guys, especially the younger Buyers, but that’s just more money for you. Since you’re new, I’ll give you a tip. Find an older guy in a gray suit. The Judge. He’s real nice.”
I nodded. “Thanks.”
So, I was about to be sold to the highest bidder. And then I might have to have sex with him. Was I really in this dire of a financial situation? Because I was certainly considering what she had just said as a method of income. And then, part of me was desperate to know what it was like behind those doors. More girls had started to collect in the entryway, and I looked at Alexis. I nodded for her to come with me. But she stood frozen with her arms crossed over her chest. I walked back to her, as Jessica and the blonde also stood, and made their way to the entrance of the club.
“Alexis, what are you doing?”
She shook her head back and forth. “I can’t do this. This isn’t what we signed up for! I can't believe you're even considering going in there.”
It was time to come clean. I sighed. “Listen, Alexis, I need the money. I have got to admit that some part of this excites me. If you don't want to be a part of it, fine. You’ve just got to promise me you’ll never tell anyone that we were here.”
I could see the shock written all over her face, but she simply nodded. She started to walk away, back to closet we had seen Jessica put our coats in, but I called after her.
“I'm going to be fine. I promise. Don't worry, okay?”
She smiled at me, just a little. “You are always more of a badass than me. I was always just pretending to be as confident as you really are. Go get ‘em.” She rushed back, and threw her arms around me. I cherished the quick hug, before she turned and ran out the door. I know she didn't want any of the other girls to see her. Perhaps the first girl had been right. If we shared their secret, I was sure something dangerous would happened. But I didn't think Alexis would admit to anyone she was ever here. Hopefully, she would be safe.
I took a deep breath, and turned around to see the girls filtering out through another large wooden door. I was terrified. I