“Oops,” Des smirked as she looked at me from head to foot.
I am not wearing any special clothes tonight because I am not booked. Miss Bea said I can wait for a moment or be a waitress. I chose the latter because I can’t sit still while I wait for some man to come and book me.
“No customer?” she asked as she filled the glasses with shots.
I sighed and shook my head.
It is actually a good thing for me that I won’t be . Since I have started being an escort, I have been booked every night. I have accompanied different men in different events—launches, galas and even to some casinos. None of them breached the contract thankfully.
“Then, we’re colleagues tonight…” she smiled widely.
I smiled back. “I missed doing this,” I said as I went to the counter and started pouring drinks.
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