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CHAPTER 13 – The Calm before the Storm
The date is now Friday June 1st. Today is going to be a great day… at least for a few select people that is. As the commencement speaker gets up to deliver his speech to the graduation class of Stanford University; there sits one woman who is not amused. As she bakes in the hot sun, with her white & Red cap and gown, she begins to sweat as the speaker continues to deliver the long, boring, and in her eyes pointless speech. Her thoughts begin to run wild as she sits there in anger. "Will you just hurry it up already damn it! It's hot out here. Why wasn't this done in the auditorium where it would at least be air conditioned?"
Jessica sat there and looked at her Smart Phone. She played with a certain app until a text message came across the screen from one of her girlfriends. "Hey girl, See you at you 7:00 pm tonight. I have to stop off at another party before yours. Sucks that you'll be solo tonight with no date for the graduation dinner later." Seeing that message made her furious. She had her heart set on Logan accompanying her tonight at the graduation dinner & then the party at her place. She didn't want any other guy to go with, because as she put it, she didn't have time to break somebody new in. As the speaker continued on, she began to think quietly & angrily to herself again, "He'll pay for this. I'll make both him and that bitch client he is with pay dearly for ruining my graduation celebration."
Elsewhere, the rest of the day seemed to go by pretty quickly. It was a Friday, and everyone had plans for the weekend. Tootie was home by 3:00. Even though she finished her gift for Timmy, she began to help with getting everything ready for when Vicky came home from the salon. Vicky had been at the salon since 2:00. She made sure her Mom wrote a note to get out of 8th period early so she could get ready. It's not like all the other girls weren't doing it. Just then, Tootie's parents came home. As her Mom walked in with her father, she asked her youngest daughter for a favor. "Oh Tootie, can you please help me clean up a bit? I want this place looking nice for pictures tonight. I need to make sure I capture this moment." Tootie just nodded and began to help her mom clean the kitchen, while her Dad vacuumed the living & dining room.
About 30 minutes later, Vicky pulled up to the house. No sooner as she came through the front door, she rushed up to her room to start to touch up her already applied makeup, and get into her dress. The Time was 3:33, and she had about 90 minutes to get ready for Logan to pick her up. As Tootie watched her sister rush up the stairs, she couldn't help but notice how nice her hair looked. Her bangs were perfectly aligned, and the rest of it was down, but only slightly teased a bit to give it some body. Before the door closed to her to her room, she shouted out to Tootie personally, "Hey Toot, I'll need your help in a little while so don't go anywhere!" Tootie stopped and perked up a bit, "Vicky asking me for help…again? Wow, this is a first." Tootie liked it when she was included in her big sister's life. Regardless, even if she was mean to her majority of the time. Still, she did care and love her big sister. Especially, since Vicky will NEVER know or have any idea of how she got to this point tonight.
Back at the escort service, Logan was getting himself ready too. Tonight will be bittersweet for him, as he knows what must be done once Saturday Morning comes around. As he began to fasten his bow-tie, he checked his appearance in the mirror. He looked down at himself to make sure all was in place. He let out a sigh and thought, "Please, give me the strength and courage to do what I have to tonight." No sooner after he finished that thought; Lance, the front door attendant walked in with various items needed for the planned evening ahead of him.
As Lance walked in, he gave as well as announced to Logan the following items in his possession. "Ok, we have one wrist corsage, the keys to the Challenger, breath spray, and here are the keys to room 302 for the evening. Will there be anything else Logan?" Logan just took the items and placed them in the appropriate pockets. He then took the corsage and looked at it. It was beautiful. White and Peach colored flowers that would go perfectly with Vicky's dress. Lance then proceeded to break the silence, "What seems to be troubling you Logan my boy?"
Logan just looked at him with a sad face. There was no fooling Lance. He has seen it all come and go before. He knew something was on his mind. "Lance, has an escort ever fallen for a client before?" Lance just looked at him stone faced and said with very little emotion in his voice, "Yes, It's how I met my wife. It's happened too many escorts. After all, you are a flesh and blood creature with needs and wants too. After a while, you break down and give in." Logan then looked at him with a total state of disbelief across his face. He could not believe the answer he just received from him. Not only was he the attendant, but the owner & operator of the agency.
Confused, Logan then replies with a hint of anger and disgust in his voice, "Then why did all those times you tell me to not let it get in the way? That once the cash is exchanged and the services have been rendered…be that as it may the deal's done! You said to be strong and not let any emotion get in the way of business. Now…you tell me this? Like it's ok to go back on my stance and break the code?" Lance just looked at him and smiled. He could tell that he was upset about this. However, he knew that Logan was deeply infatuated with Vicky. "Logan, did you feel this way about any of your other clients?"
Logan looked at him with some confusion and replied, "Well…no, but that is only because they knew what they were getting into with me from the start. They knew what I was, what I did, and it was easy to play the role or act the part for them. With Vicky, It was…was like a blind date. A blind date that happened to turn into more than what it was." Logan began to see the flaw in everything after that. He could see that the way he had gone about Ms. Flannigan as a client, led him to believe that it WAS a date. That is what allowed him to develop an emotional connection to her in such a short time. That she actually became someone that he was comfortable with. Logan just sat on the bed and looked at the ground. He had no idea what to do.
Lance came over and sat down next to him. He then began to give him some more advice for the evening going forward. "Look Logan, had I known this is how you were going to go about proceeding with this client, I would have given you some warning. But, it's spilt milk right now. What's done is done. The way I see it, you have two choices. First, go about your original plan with the date, and leave it as a business deal; or, continue to see her as your new girlfriend. The only thing you will need to make sure of once you made up your mind is, can you continue to date her and be an escort at the same time? Many have tried to do just that and juggle a personal and professional relationship simultaneously. But whatever YOU decide, YOU need to make sure…it is the right choice for you."
Logan then looked up and smiled at Lance. Lance just smiled back at him and winked as he finished in closing. "I have to head back down stairs and man the desk. I have all your information and your where abouts in the ledger. You have a good time! Just take a few days and think about what I said. No need to do anything rash at this moment in time. You'll need to think over what I said. Now go, give Vicky the time of her life."
Logan looked at Lance and smiled brightly. That helped put his troubled mind at ease. As Lance was about to close the door, Logan spoke up, "Hey Lance…Thanks. Thanks for helping me see this through. I'll take a few days and ponder just what you said. I won't make a hastily decision tonight." No sooner after he said that, the alarm on his phone went off, indicating that he needed to leave now and get Vicky.
At the Tuner household, everyone was getting ready to go where they needed to for the evening. As Timmy was packing up his duffel bag to go over to A.J.'s house, his fairies were getting ready to go out on the town up in fairy world. "So what are you guys going to do tonight while I'm out?" Timmy said as he continued to stuff his backpack with his uniform and glove for the game the very next day. "Oh were just going to T.G.I. Fairies for dinner, and then go shopping at the mall to get a few things. You know, just to spend some quality time with the family." Wanda said, as she packed the diaper bag for Poof. Timmy then looked at her as she was loading the bag up, "Those diapers look too big to fit Poof?" Then, poofing out of nowhere comes Cosmo…with his clothes off. "That's because there my diapers Timmy. Why stop and go, when you can go in your pants! It's such a time saver!" Both Timmy & Wanda just rolled their eyes at each other. "Timmy, do you want a ride to A.J.'s?" Called Timmy's Mom from the bottom of the stairs. "No, I'm leaving now. I'll walk, it's a nice evening anyway." Timmy's Dad then called out to him as well, "Ok, just lock up when you leave. We'll see you at home tomorrow." No sooner as they said their goodbyes, Timmy did the same to his fairies and headed off to A.J.'s house.
Back at the Flannigan's residence, Vicky was finishing up. As she looked herself over for the umpteenth time, she could not believe how stunning she looked. As she began to gather her belongings, and put them in the purse that she was taking to the prom, there was a knock on her door. "What da ya want?" Screamed the decked out teenager. Just then, the voice from the opposite side of the door called out. "Vicky, its Tootie. Can I please come in?" Vicky just rolled her eyes and said, "Couldn't wait another five minutes for me to come out and show everybody huh. Well come on in, I need you to check me to make sure I'm zipped up all the way."
As Tootie entered the room, she froze in place at what she saw before her spectacled eyes. There stood Vicky more beautiful than anyone could ever imagine. She looked like a vision right off the cover of a fashion magazine. The semi white dress sparkled as it hit the light from the room. It formed around her voluptuous figure perfectly. The slit up the side, stopped just about thigh high, showing off her left leg. It hugged both her butt and bust firmly. It was off the shoulder and low cut down to the middle of her back too, which showed her perfect milky white skin and some freckles too. She had just the right amount of make-up and body glitter to accent her pulsating pink eyes and full lips. Her hair was the nicest that it ever has been. It wasn't in a ponytail, but her bangs we evenly cut, and her hair was down straight with some teased curls for body and sheen. However, it was help back in place with some bobby pins so as not to fall in her eyes. Tootie just stood there in awe as she looked at her sister up and down. "Vicky…you're so beautiful!"
Vicky didn't know what to say to her nosy kid sister. No one ever used that word in a sentence when mentioning her name. Vicky just smiled and said to her, "Thanks Tootie, now check my zipper please?" Tootie did just that. As she finished doing up her back zipper, Vicky then asked her sister to place the chocker neck pendant around her. "Please fasten this up for me Tootie? It will help accent my other features for the evening." As Tootie fastened it around her neck, she began to see what she was talking about. The pendant and lace brought your attention to look at her neck line. It also would draw your eyes to her pushed up D cups that were holding that dress up too. Once that was all said and done, the doorbell rang. Vicky then gave herself a final once over, checked her purse for the tickets and other contra-band for after the prom that is, and then asked her sister one last time in a desperate voice… "How do I look?"
Down stairs, Logan finally got to meet Vicky's Dad. "So you are the young man I've heard so much about?" As he reached out to shake Logan's hand, he could tell that he was very strong and able. Vicky's Dad then looked at his wife and said to her in a whisper, "This might just be the one to control her bad temper, or at least bring it into check." As he winked to Nicky in the corner. Logan just smiled and greeted everyone with a smile. "Oh Logan, you look so handsome in that tux. I have got a get a picture of you before Vicky comes down." Nicky first straightened out his tie, and then pulled out her camera. Logan just smiled softly while she took the photo of him holding the corsage. No sooner as she finished that up, Vicky began to make her way down the stairs with Tootie following behind.
All eyes were focused on Vicky as she slowly descended down the stairs. Regardless of how mean Vicky was to her parents over the years, they felt a sense of Joy seeing their eldest daughter looking so beautiful and feeling confident none the less. A tear came to her mother's eye as she saw how Vicky's face lit up when she saw her date. Her father just smiled quietly too. He could see that same beauty he saw in his wife years ago by just looking at his daughter…just not the same demeanor over the years though. Logan then slowly approached her and took out the corsage to put it on her wrist. As he did that, Nicky continued to snap photos. Vicky would normally yell at her to stop, but she was so high off the moment, that she just focused her attention on Logan.
As Logan slide the corsage onto her wrist, he looked Vicky in the eyes and said, "You look absolutely gorgeous tonight Ms. Flannigan." Vicky blushed. When she smiled at him, her little nose wrinkled a bit too due to the fact that her smile stretched across her whole face. Vicky also took in the image of Logan standing there in front of her. He looked like a young James Bond all decked out in his suit. However, no sooner as that was done, Nicky then said to the young couple, "Ok, now let's move this outside. I need some pictures of you two in the daylight; to the front yard!" She shouted with joy.
Timmy was walking to A.J.'s house and admiring the lovely weather and atmosphere as he made his way to his friends house fir the sleepover. As he continued along his path, he notices a lot of commotion coming from the side yard at Tootie & Vicky's house. He then realized that Logan must be there to take Vicky to the prom. "Well, since I have to pass the Flannigan's house to get to A.J.'s, I might as well see what's going on." Thought Timmy as he continued along his merry way.
Normally, Vicky would have told her parents to quit with the pictures already, but she herself was as happy as her mother, that she just let her capture this moment a little while longer. "Oh, I want one with all of us in the photo, is there a way we can do this?" Nicky looked around frantically for something to set the camera on, but there was nothing to help line up the shot or focus them in. Just then, she saw Timmy walking up the front side walk. "Tootie, can you get Timmy to come up here and take our picture as a family please? I really want this shot." Tootie nodded, and ran down to get Timmy. Her Mom didn't even have to say please for her to do that.
As Timmy was about to walk past the house, he looked up and saw Tootie running down to greet him. Normally he would have run away, but since it was the evening of the prom, he thought she might have some information for him about Logan. Little did he know, he was needed to preserve a moment in time for the Flannigan's. "Timmy, thank goodness you're here. My Mom wants a picture of all the family for Vicky's prom. Can you take it for us…please?" Timmy could not see Vicky and Logan from where he was standing. After all the hard work he did for Tootie, he would like to see the results. Timmy also knew how much the photo would mean to Vicky's family, "Sure Tootie, just let me put my stuff down here in your yard and I'll take the picture for you guys." This made Tootie smile. She quickly grabbed his hand, and led him to the side yard.
As Tootie & Timmy reached the side yard, Nicky then bombarded Timmy with the details. "Timmy thanks for being such a dear and taking our picture. I'm sure you know how to use this." Timmy nodded confidently, and before he began to give directions to everyone, Vicky finally caught his eye. Timmy himself was in a total state of shock to see his baby sister…his nemesis dressed up like she was. He just froze. "Timmy, are you ready?" Logan cried out to ensure he had everything set. This then brought Timmy back to reality, as he instructed the Flannigan's, "Oh Sorry…ok everybody ready? Saaaayyy pickles." No sooner after they said that, Timmy snapped the picture. He did so for three more shots to be sure that Nicky would be happy with what she had.
Timmy then gave the camera back to her, she reviewed his work. "These look great Timmy, thank you so much dear!" Timmy replied, "Your welcome Mrs. Flannigan, glad I could help out." Then, Timmy turned his attention to Vicky after that. He was still blown away by how good she looked. Before he could say anything to her, Logon cried out, "Ok, we really should be going now. I'll bring her back tomorrow." Everyone then said their goodbyes, but Timmy needed to say one thing to Vicky before she left for the evening. "Uh, Vicky. I just wanted to tell you, that you look totally hot in that dress. No woman at that dance can hold a candle to you! Have a good time tonight."
Vicky normally would take any comment from the twerp and throw it back at him. She never really cared what anyone said about her. However, after hearing Timmy tell her how good she looked, she felt like a different person. That she was accepted and loved. She then leaned over and gave Timmy a big hug, and then a small peck on his cheek before finally saying to him. "Thanks Timmy, that means a lot coming from you." Right after Vicky gave him a kiss, Timmy touched his cheek and took in the sight of her some more. He then did something he never thought he would do before…Take Cosmo's advice. Timmy then decided to imagine Vicky with the dark raven color hair of Tootie, and a pair of glasses on her face.
As Timmy began to focus on Vicky with those imaginary changes, Timmy then looked at Tootie. He could hear the sound of Cosmo's voice resonate in his head as he said, "Just picture Vicky with black hair and glasses, and that's Tootie in 6 years." Timmy was awestruck with what he saw and what just went through his head. "Well, we should be going, we need to get more pictures taken once we get to the dance I'm sure." Said Logan as he and Vicky then made their way to his Challenger. Once they both got in, Vicky waved goodbye to her family as they made their way to the dance.
Tootie then decided to walk Timmy to the front gate. As Timmy followed Tootie, he began to start to look at her in a whole new light like Logan said to. All it took was to see Vicky, who normally did everything in her power to appear ugly around others, show a change in both her appearance and personality. Seeing Vicky like that made Timmy realize that Tootie will probably surpass her sister in beauty, plus Tootie was already infatuated with him. "Thanks for helping us out again tonight Timmy…all of us." She said with a smile. Timmy just picked up his back pack, straightened himself up, and then replied to Tootie. "You're welcome Tootie, glad I could help…Will I see you tomorrow at my game?" He asked hoping now Tootie would be cheering for him; now that he realizes what the future may hold. Tootie smiled and said teasingly as she turned and walked back to her house, "I never miss a game." Timmy smiled and just took in the sight of her skipping away as he walked off to A.J.'s house. He thought one last time as he looked at Tootie before she closed the front door, "Wow, could I have been wrong about you ALL these years?"
A short distance away, there was another woman, all decked out in a short mini-dress, at a posh graduation celebration…alone. She looked around her parent's stately mansion at all the guests who came to bid her congratulations, and wish her success. As of now, she was allowed to partake in the family business.
As good as she looked on the outside; she was hiding her unpleasant disposition on the inside. As she looked around the room, everyone had someone on their arm, and all of her friends had dates. Just then, one of her friends came up to ask her a question she would soon regret, "Hey Jessie where's that hot young boy toy of yours anyway? Are you allowing him to come out and play or did he have more important things to do tonight?" Said the girl in an intoxicated state.
The very thought of her asking her that question was in poor taste, and one thing her father taught her, was NEVER, let anyone push you around. The only difference was, he did it verbally and with his check book. Jessica only knew one way other than those two methods, and that was physical violence. Jessica just smiled at first to be coy, and gave her a little giggle. Then, she quickly grabbed her so called friend by the hair and threw her into the nearest room and closed the door. She then proceeded to shake at threaten her as she said, "Listen bitch, NO ONE talks to me like that in my own house! I suggest you shut your mouth and show me some respect. Next time you pull a stunt like that in front of my family & guests, you'll be wishing you lived on the east coast; GOT IT!" After that messages was delivered, she then walked out of the room, grabbed a bottle of Champaign from one of the servers, and began to drink herself into a daze. Later in the evening, she would regret doing such a thing.
The Challenger pulled up to the hotel. As both Logan and Vicky got out, Logan then gave the keys to the valet, so that he may park the car for the evening. Once that exchange was done, they both entered the hotel lobby. Inside, there was a desk with a banner over the ball room door, saying Dimmsdale High Senior Prom. Vicky then rummaged through her purse and got the two tickets out. As she walked up to the desk, the two students managing the guest list had no idea that it was Vicky approaching them. "Hi, welcome to the Dimmsdale High Sr. Prom! Do either of you go to this school? I don't recognize you both." Vicky just looked at the student body girl with a shocked look. Vicky then began to speak, and that alone made the students realize who was in their presence. "It's me! Victoria Flannigan and guest."
The students were looking at her in total skepticism. Vicky NEVER looked this good, or even had a man pay attention to her. The students then took her tickets and then marked her off the list of attendees. Hearing Vicky speak was validation enough that it was her. "Enjoy the evening Vicky!" She said with a smile as they went on through.
No sooner as they walked through the double doors, there was a photo shoot for both the yearbook, and a gazebo for formal pictures with each other. "Come on Logan, Let's get in line. I want a formal one of us." Logan could not say anything, as he was pulled by Vicky to the spot. Once in place, the photographer had them pose, and he quickly took the picture. "Here you go, your number is 122, and you can either pick it up at the end of the night, or you can put your e-mail address on the slip and we'll send you the digital copy. It has already been paid for with the price of your admission ticket." No sooner after they did that, they made their way into the ball room.
Once inside the gala, Vicky just looked around and took it all in. Disco balls on the ceiling, multi-colored lights everywhere, and even bubble machines were blowing bubbles around in the air. Logan stopped for a moment to gaze around the room too. He too was in his element, as he was enjoying the evening. The one thing he could not do, was take his eyes off Vicky's smile. It made him feel good to know that he probably made her evening, if not her high school year. He kept thinking about what Lance said to him, and more and more, he began to push it down, and let it stand until another time to make the decision. Right now, he was having fun. "Hey Vicky, I see it's a buffet, can we get something to eat? I see plenty of California Roll over there calling my name out." Vicky just looked at him and smiled big. "You read my mind Logan, the mini cheese burger sliders and milk-shake machine are calling me too. Let's go!" Just like that, the young couple was off to satisfy their appetites before partaking in any of the evening festivities.
It is now somewhere in the middle of the evening. Jessica has since finished off the bottle of Champaign. She is now board and angry at her own graduation party. Since no one really has bothered to seek her out this evening among family and friends, she herself decided to seek out a certain escort who ruined her big night. "Worthless bag of shit! How dare he stand me up at my own party." She said with a heavy slurred speech. As she began to make her way to the exit. She grabbed the keys to her BMW, but before she decided to take the wheel, one of the chauffeurs stopped her. "Ms. Pendergrass, you are in no condition to drive tonight. If you need to get away for a moments time, I understand. Just let me have one of the other drivers take you out."
Jessica snapped at the head chauffer before succumbing to his demand. "Fine, just hurry up, I need to make a point to someone and fast." The head chauffer then picked up his phone to have one of the newer drivers take her out. It didn't take long for him to arrive, and once he got behind the wheel, the driver asked her, "Where to Ms. Pendergrass?" She looked at him with a sneer as she then took another sip of her beverage, before saying, "Take me to the damn mall. There is a little escort service there that I need to file a complaint to…in person!" The driver just nodded, started the engine, and then pulled out of the driveway to take the drunken diva to her destination.
Back at the prom, Vicky and Logan had just finished up eating their dinner. They sat at a table for two. Vicky didn't have many friends to sit or mingle with, but she didn't want to speak to anyone other than Logan tonight. She also sent out several signals to him so far during the evening, letting him know what she would like to do after the prom. All Logan could do, was just looked at the vision before him. He knew what she was hinting at, and he was going to do just that later this evening. Not because Gah paid him to, but because he started to feel a connection with her.
The students began to mingle a bit more too, before the DJ decided to change the music from classical dining to today's modern dance mix. Vicky began to look around the room, when she then caught the eye of her fellow B.R.A.T.s. Vicky just gave an evil, cold stare in their direction. They didn't see her, or maybe they didn't recognize her at all, but she saw them…and with NO DATES!
Vicky then calmly turned to Logan and said, "Logan, I have to introduce you to my fellow Babysitter Fraternity. Could you come with me, please?" As Vicky stood up, Logan followed her. As Vicky made her way over, she positioned herself against Logan, so that he had his arm around her. The B.R.A.T.s still did not notice Vicky making her way over until she opened her mouth to say, "Well, hello my fellow B.R.A.T.s! My you all look lovely tonight. I wanted to introduce you to my date for this evening, Logan these are the B.R.A.T.s, B.R.A.T.S., Logan." She made sure she over emphasized the sarcasm when introducing him. Logan knew what Vicky was doing. He didn't approve, but he played along. "Hello ladies, you all look very lovely this evening." He said in a voice filled with enthusiasm.
All of sudden, a look of sheer terror came across all the girls face. Lauren was the first to speak up. "Oh…uh Hi! Nice to meet you. Uh…Vicky, I didn't think you were going to make it this evening. How nice of you to surprise us all like this. I didn't even recognize you in that dress." Vicky just sat there and watched them all twitch in the presence of her & her man. Vicky had the look of an ace pilot on her face with the enemy dead in her sights, and with the missile lock on. She looked at them all as she was ready to fire at will with the next question that would in fact shoot down any hopes of them showing their faces in front of her again after what she endured 2 weeks ago at the mall. A smile came on her face as a she spoke loud enough for a few other tables to hear her, "So…where are all your dates at? I'm just dying to meet them."
The girls just sat there and all of them quivered simultaneously. They'd didn't think she would show up. They just wanted to go by themselves and enjoy the evening. They didn't want to ask Vicky to come with them, because all she would have done was complain to them that no one asked her to go to the dance, let alone anyone want to dance with her either in the evening. "Um…well, you see…funny thing happened." Alyssa was then cut short by Lauren as she grabbed one of the waiters and said, "Here's my date, say hello…(Lauren quickly looks at his name tag) Bruce." Bruce then gives her a strange look and then replies back with a strong lisp, "Please girl, if I was going to date a woman of your caliber, she would have to be a lot less masculine." He said as he went back to work.
Lauren looked frazzled as Vicky spoke out again, "Oh, No need to explain. I'm sure I'll get meet them all later. They're probably off getting some more to eat, drink, or even wait tables (She looked at Lauren after making that comment). Have nice evening girls. Love your dresses by the way. Talk to you all later this week." As Vicky waved good bye and walked off, she then said under her breath so no one could hear but her, "You've just been served…Bitches."
The time has now come when the lights have all been dimmed down low, and the DJ now makes an announcement, "Are you young ladies & gentlemen ready to dance?" The room then screamed out in unison, "YEAH!" The DJ then replied again, "Then let's get this evening started off right!" As the lights get dimmer, the music then played a club dance mix from Flo-Rida. Logan then looked at Vicky and said, "I'm not much of a club dancer, but if you want to, I'll just follow your lead." Vicky just gave him a squeeze around his waist as she looked up into his eyes, "All I want to do is slow dance with you tonight." Logan retuned the hug and pulled her in close as he whispered to her, "Then the first chance we get, let's take advantage of it."
While the young couple partied it up at the prom, Ms. Jessica Pendergrass arrives at the escort service. She begins to bang on the door and scream loudly, "Open up dam it, I want to make a formal complaint against this establishment." She screamed while slurring her speech even more. Lance was just about to leave for the night, when he heard the commotion out front. He picked up the ledger which had all the destinations, contacts, and vehicles loaned out to the escorts in his hands as he walked to the front entrance. Upon his way there, he saw who it was, and started to dread what was going to happen next. As he opened the door to greet her, he could smell the strong stench of Alcohol on her breath.
"Ms. Pendergrass, it is after business hours, and everyone is out for the evening. Please go home, now! We'll discuss the availability of Logan once you have sobered up." Jessica paid no attention to the refined man in the suit, "You listen to me right now. I want to know where he is. He ruined the biggest night of my life! No one, messes with me, you got that!" Lance turned his head and fanned away her foul alcoholic breath. He then pleaded to her driver, "Please see to it she make it home. I have no time for…EEEEEEEEK!"
Before Lance could say another word, Jessica kicked him square in the groined. He fell to the ground hard. He was in a total state of pain and disorientation. As he lay there holding himself, hoping that his two friends would slowly fall back down into place, he could hardly hear what the irate woman was saying to him right now, as she began to continuously kick him on the ground. "WHAT I SAY GOES! DON'T YOU EVER FORGET THAT!"
Lance covered himself, and did his best to protect the other vital parts of his anatomy. Jessica stopped when her driver came out to force her back into the car. "Ms. Pendergrass, please! Get back in the car; you are already in enough trouble!" She pushed him away, as she then picked up the ledger. She leafed through it as fast as she could, until she came up to the list of today's assignments. Once she got the information she needed, she went back to the car, but not before shouting out to her driver, "If you value your employment, then take me to the Hotel Disaronno Now!" The driver just froze right where he stood. He then pondered one single thought, "I hope they don't make me an accomplice for this violent rant she is on." Then he replied while trying to hide his body from trembling, "Ok Ms. Pendergrass. Right away." As he drove off to the other side of town, Jessica to contemplated a thought, "I'll make him pay for ruining my graduation, and I'll make sure this Ms. Flannigan pays too."
Back the prom, Vicky and Logan slow danced and enjoyed each other's company. They enjoyed several slow dances with one another. They mostly all began and ended the same. The time was now 9:45, and the evening was just about over. It was the last slow dance…Hero by Enrique Iglesias.
Logan had both his arms around Vicky's waist most of the time. Once in a while, he would slowly move his hands up to feel the soft smooth skin of her back, and down to caress her perky back side. It was extra firm tonight due to the panty hose she was wearing. Vicky would too hold him tightly, as she rested her head against his chest, she also would under hook Logan from both his arms and rested them at the middle of his back. The two were really enjoying this evening. Logan then decided to deliver the surprise to Vicky.
"Still want to know where we're going after the prom?" He said as he whispered softly in her right ear. This made Vicky look up and give him a soft smile as she replied, "Yes, I have been waiting for you to tell me all night. You know how hard it is for me right now not to pry it out of you?" Logan then moved his right hand up to brush some of the hair out of Vicky's face before he said to her with a devilish grin, "Reach inside my top pocket." Vicky did not hesitate, she reach into the left side of his jacket before Logan flinched and said, "No the other inside pocket." Vicky being as gentle as a rattle snake moved right into the other one. There she found a thin piece of plastic that was blank. She looked at him with a confused look before saying, "What is this?" Logan then pulled her close to his body before telling her what it was, "That is the key to room 302 of this hotel. Want to go upstairs now?"
Vicky just gasps on the spot. Her heart was a flutter. "This is my dream come true!" She thought to herself. Logan could tell from the look in her eyes, that she was elated at what was about to take place next. Before he could say anything else, Vicky grabbed his arm and dragged him away as fast as she could. Had Logan not reacted in time, he would have surely lost his arm. As Vicky kept pulling at Logan to come with, she then grabbed her purse from their table, and began to head out into the lobby where the elevator was. By this time, Logan just pulled her in close to slow her down. "Hey, don't wear yourself out getting to the room, let's take our time." He said trying to calm her down. Vicky then did just that. "Sorry, this has been my dream, since I went through puberty. I didn't know if it would ever come true you know. I just need the missing piece, and that was you!" Logan then pushed the button to call the elevator as he and Vicky waited for the lift to come down off the 16th floor.
That lift could not come quickly enough for the happy prom couple. Little did they both know that there was an angry young trust fund baby approaching them? Jessica, after having recently fought with the desk clerks to point her in the direction of the ball room, saw her objectives in plain sight.
Logan would have seen her coming had he not been focusing on Vicky's eyes and more importantly her supple breast. Logan was getting ready to lean in and kiss her again, when all of a sudden a hand flew out of nowhere and came across his face with a loud SLAP!
Logan tried to collect his thoughts as quickly as he could. He had no idea what had just hit him, until he heard a voice. "You selfish asshole. When I say I need you, you're supposed to drop everything and do just that!" After hearing that loud obnoxious voice, Logan realized who it was…and now, his charade was over.
Vicky did not like what she witnessed in front of her. She then looked at this mystery woman wearing a skin tight black mini dress and matching pumps. Vicky then shouted at the woman, "Hey Bitch, what do you think you're doing?" Jessica then pointed a finger at Vicky and shouted back, "I'll deal with you next skank, right now, my business is with this shell of a human being."
To Vicky, the mere laying a hand on Logan was enough for her to pummel this woman into next week. Vicky just pointed a finger at her chest and said, "I'll give you to the count of three to turn around and leave. He is with me now. Whoever you are, you had your chance with him, and blew it! He's my boyfriend now!" Jessica, still heavily intoxicated, and still without rational though, didn't notice the crowd gathering around. Neither did Vicky. However, that didn't stop Jessica from what she was about to do next.
SLAP! The sound of skin hitting skin again filled the air as Jessica landed a hard right on Vicky's face. "He's anybody's boyfriend for the right price bitch. That's what an escort does. That's why you paid him to take you here tonight, isn't it?" Logan could only stand there and watch in horror as Jessica told Vicky what he really was in front of the hotel Lobby with some of the students from her high school. Vicky quickly recovered from the hit, and then looked at Logan wide eyed in disbelief. Then she turned her anger towards Jessica. "You'll pay for that cheap shot whore." Vicky said as her rage grew like the Incredible Hulk. Quickly, she landed a series of lefts & rights to her stomach and face. Jessica could not put up a good fight being drunk & tipsy. After the 2nd shot to her face, she then laid there completely unconscious on the plush carpet. Jessica's driver then rushed in as quickly as he could to tend to her, and hopefully get her out of there in a hurry. He did not want the family named being dragged down on the evening news or worse...the tabloids. He covered her face so no one could take photos or video.
Vicky then composed herself as best as she could, and then went up to Logan. Logan just looked at her with shame & fear in his eyes, before Vicky spoke to him in a hurtful tone, "What did she mean by escort?" Said the angry red head as she huffed and puffed heavily from the fight that just ended. Logan tried to hold his composer as he spoke to her, "Vicky, I was going to tell you afterwards. You see…" He was cut off mid-sentence, as Vicky yelled, "Is this some sort of sick joke? Who put you up to this? Escorts only work for money! Who hired you?" Vicky said as she looked around to see who from her class was witnessing the scene.
Logan could see tears welling up in her eyes. She was hurt, and she had every right to be. "No one hired me Vicky. I…I…I was considering leaving the business when I met you." Vicky didn't know what to believe. She could not tell if he was lying or telling the truth after that. "Then who was this?" She yelled as she pointed to the unconscious, black & blue diva being dragged out the lobby by her driver. Logan put his head down as he responded, "She was my biggest customer." Vicky's mouth just opened in shock. Tears slowly fell down her face. She could hear sounds of her fellow classmates looking and laughing at her under their breaths. Logan spoke up, "Vicky please, if you just give me a chance to explain…" Vicky shaking her head no as she now begins to cry, "Just…get away from me. Go away! I never want to see you again!"
As Vicky ran to the Lobby's exit, Logan started to give chase, "Vicky please, wait!" He shouted as he ran after her. Once outside, Vicky jumped into a cab already parked in front of the hotel. She locked the doors and then screamed her address at the driver. "What are you waiting for, DRIVE!" she yelled at him. As he pulled out of the entrance and into traffic, Logan just stood there and watched her drive away in a taxi. He did not know if he should follow her home, or give her some time to cool off. "Maybe, this is a good time to rethink my life so far." Said Logan to himself with a slight broken heart.
Vicky did her best to compose herself in the cab. She kept thinking about all the events that happened in these past two weeks. Then, out of the blue, she remembers something Tootie said to her a short while back while washing her car… "Vicky, would you ever consider going to the prom with an escort?" Then another thought crossed her mind, "Vicky, I had a dream that you'll meet a handsome gentlemen today." Followed by the last thing Tootie said to her that same day, "See, my dreams have a way of coming true!" Vicky then balled up as much rage and anger as she could. She then said under her breath in a vengeful tone…
"Tootie, you set this whole thing up! You're going to pay!"
Next Chapter, Timmy's plan has ultimately backfired again! Now, let's see if Tootie will be the only one to pay the price for Vicky's humiliation on this type of scale. Stay tuned for the next chapter in 2 weeks. There is only 1 Left & then the conclusion!
Coming soon: Repercussions & Regrets.