I am a friend of Kiki's, and if I get good results from this, then I will make my own account, otherwise read Kiki's stuff. It's GOOD! I own nothing but my computer and my brain and the other four girls. Let me know what you think, and this will be a TRORY.

The girl's mouths dropped when she got out of her new car wearing a short black skirt with chains hanging down and a red tank top equipped with zippers and black stitching. She walked towards them and stopped in front of them rocking back and forth in her combat boots. Sam, the only red in the group, made a motion with her hands for her to turn around. She silently agreed and spun around slowly. When she came to a stop, they all looked at each other and nodded.

'You know, when I said guys probably wouldn't pay for the chick who's in the corner reading, I didn't mean you had to go on a shopping spree.' Kate said smiling.

'I know, I just…I'm new with this and if this is going to work out for me, I need more business.' She said playing with her dragon claw necklace. Sam nodded and let out a sigh.

'Well Rory, any man who gives you up is 1, insane, 2, insane and 3, insane.' Sam said taking a piece of fuzz off of Rory's shoulder. Rory smiled nodded.

ONE YEAR LATER

'So Mary, what's on the agenda today?' Rory asked. Mary shrugged and looked to Kate who was busy applying her third coat of mascara.

'Yo, Barbie!' Mary called to Kate. Kate lowered her applicator and looked into the mirror and connected with Mary's eyes.

'Yes?'

'Where are we going tonight?' she asked. Kate looked down and thought.

'I remember someone telling me that there were a few guys coming by here, hoping to get lucky.' Kate said looking back and smirking. Mary and Rory smiled to each other. This was what the girl's called "easy money".

'Bambi, Barbie, Bluie! Get your sexy asses in here!' The three girls heard Tessa call from the room next door. The three got up and saw that Sam was already in there and knitting on the sofa.

'If only the men you sleep with saw you doing that.' Rory said laughing and taking a seat next to Sam who had grinned at her. Once the other four girls were sitting, Tessa picked up a notepad and started to talk.

'All right, two men are coming tonight. Who's free?' Three hands went up.

'Rory?'

'I can't. I have that appointment with Mr. Sanders.'

'Oh, right…good luck with him.' Tessa said cringing. Rory nodded agreeing with her and frowning.

'So, it's settled.' Tessa said nodding and put her paper back down. She looked at her watch.

'Rory shouldn't you get going then?' She nodded and got up, took her bag and left. She was glad she brought her sweater with her as it was chilly at this time of day. She stopped in front of the hotel and sighed. She entered and smiled to the doorman who nodded knowingly.

'Hey Trey. I have an appointment with Sanders, which room can I find him in?' Rory asked. Trey knew about what Rory and her group did and he helped them out as best he could. He was in a similar position as the rest of them.

'423.' He said. Rory frowned and groaned. He smiled sympathetically and gave her a hug before she waved and went towards the elevators. She got out on the fourth floor. She came to room 423 and laid a gentle knock on the door. The door opened almost immediately and Mr. Sanders came into view.

'You must be Morgan.' He said trying to sound sexy but failing miserably.

'You bet sweetie.' She said smiling seductively. He ushered her in. She looked around the room quickly for something she could take. It was a tradition. Take something small of the man your with.

'So Mr. San—'

'Alex, please.'

'All right. Alex, what can I do for you tonight?' He pretended to think about it.

'Well my wife has been neglected a certain itch I have and I was hoping that you would—'

'Alex, I didn't ask for your life story, I asked you what I could do. You pay me, therefore, I do what you say.' He nodded.

'Well…my wife has just gone menopausal and she isn't up for having sex anymore.'

'All right. Get undressed, and we'll get started. Time starts now.' Rory said clicking a timer, and dropping her bag to the floor.

'Ahh, the joys of being a sex slave.' She thought to herself as she smiled and watched him get undressed.

Yes, Rory was a prostitute and damn good at it too.

Chapter finished. Should I keep going?