laughed. She was sassy. ‘Yes.’
‘Why?’
‘It’s fun.’
‘Can’t you find a real girlfriend?’
‘Can’t you find a real boyfriend?’
‘Ha, touché. There really isn’t time for a boyfriend right now. Not one that would understand my hours anyway.’
‘I’d say the same.’ he poured himself a drink and took a swig. ‘Loosen your hair.’
She smiled, put her hand to her hair and loosened it. She took time to move her head from side to side.
‘Beautiful.’ He felt himself harden.
He walked up to her, placed his hand behind her neck and brought her to his lips. She tasted good, and he wanted her fast and hard, but he wanted to wait for the boys. He pulled back.
‘Why the video?’ she asked. ‘Do you get off on it?’
‘You could say that. Do you have a problem with it?’
‘No. But I won’t show my face. I’m a medical student, it wouldn’t be wise.’
‘Ah, you didn’t think about that when you took the offer.’
‘I did. I’ll do it, but if I have to show my face, the deal is off.’
He stepped back and smiled. She was a hard one.
‘You do know this is my territory and I can do as I please with you.’
‘Is that right?’ She didn’t flinch.
‘Yes. You don’t seem concerned.’
‘Mister?’
‘Davenport.’
‘Mister Davenport, I’m paying my way through university. I don’t want to land up in debt, so I’ve readied myself for people like you.’
‘People like me?’ He frowned.
‘Yes. I’m a black belt, and I can take you and your lousy friends if I want to.’
He laughed, he was liking her by the minute.
‘I know men like you. You think you own the world, and you think you own women. But you don’t. You don’t own me, and I can prove it by walking. I volunteered for the money.’
He laughed. ‘I see.’
She didn’t blink. Soon there was a knock at the door and two of his friends staggered into the room.
‘You got the stuff?’ asked Logan.
The men threw the white powder on the table.
‘Excellent. Do you mind?’
‘Knock yourself out.’ She turned away for a moment.
‘Hey, what do you do for a living?’ asked Daryl.
‘She’s a student doctor,’ said Logan.
‘Doctor?’
‘Patterson,’ she said without turning. She wished they’d get on with it.
‘Doctor Patterson, mind if I hit that beautiful ass of yours?’ asked Daryl.
‘You got two thousand pounds?’ She swirled around. ‘Because the only man touching this ass, is the one who’s paying.’
‘Whooo, sassy!’ He snorted up some coke.
Logan and his other mate Owen did the same. Soon they were as high as kites.
‘So are we going to get this show on the road or what?’ asked Owen, as he pulled out his mobile phone.
‘Change of plan,’ said Logan.
‘What do you mean, change of plan?’ asked Daryl.
‘You’re not filming this. This beautiful woman and I will go into the room, shut the door and get on with it.’
‘What the fuck is the matter with you?’ Daryl hissed.
‘This is my fucking penthouse, my money, and I paid for her!’
‘Christ, you’re such a prick sometimes!’ He shouted.
‘Yeah, you got us all worked up for shit,’ said Owen.
‘Things change, my rules.’
‘Fuck you!’ Daryl stood up.
‘Okay, that’s it, get out.’
‘Really?’
‘Yes get the fuck out of my room!’
There were a few more foul words between them. Crystal waited patiently until they were finally shoved out of the room.
‘Why did you do that?’ she asked.
‘You’re different, and I just decided not to share you.’
‘I see. Shall we get this done? I have a shift in an hour and a half.’
He nodded. He held out his arm and led her to the bedroom. Half an hour later, Crystal pulled on her clothes and he handed her a pile of cash.
‘It was fun,’ he said.
She wished she could say the same, but all she wanted was the money. He sat up and watched her.
‘Could you bring me that coke I left on the table?’
‘Seriously? My work here is done.’ She