[Khione’s Point of View]
“W-hat type of work do you do?”
The question reverberated in my head, and it was in Anastasia's voice because she was the first to ask it. I remember how it struck me when I realized I couldn't explain it.
Tonight, I decided to go all black with a sexy body suit and stockings, I didn't bother with heels as I sat on the bed, waiting for my first client of the night; and it didn't take long before the door was opening and he was trudging in as if he had the world at the palm of his hands.
He smirked and started taking off his upper jacket as he made his way over to the couch in the corner of the room, which had a small table with a few bottles of wine on it and a mini-stage with a pole in front. My face naturally broke into a seductive smile.
He star
