Sex and the Confession Box (11 page)

What
if it didn’t work and she couldn’t love him be with him, then where would he go who would he beheld have nothing, no holy family and no real family. Father he heard behind him are you alright? There’s no need to worry about the cup it’s not good china or anything, father he turned to see the kind secretary looking at him with a worried and puzzled expression on her face. Would you like another cup of coffee or a glass of water? A glass of water he managed to faintly say, please if you’d be so kind. She hurried of in the direction of the kitchen and he came back in and sat down and breathed in and out. Sometimes that’s all you can do is breath.

Eileen’s Story

Eileen rang the buzzer, the voice on the other line said hello Kara push the door and come in first she wondered how Doreen knew it had been her then she saw the security camera, maybe that was in all the apartments or just the brothels. It was stunning she imagined herself living here with her stockbroker boyfriend the high life her own beauty spa, she’d trained for one year as a beauty therapist at college then left to pursue the modelling full time, amazing money and so much excitement who would want to stay on for another two years of studying and she knew chances like this barely came twice so she grabbed with both hands. No regrets at all but still she could dream of owning her own spa. Doreen came out to greet her in a flowing emerald green velvet gown with high heel’s  on and a very sexy dress. Eileen was taken aback you waiting on a date no hone I was preparing myself to work today. Work? Well yes I wasn’t a hundred per cent sure you’d be able to go thought with it, don’t be offended I always have a second plan of action. Well you look amazing, she was at least fifty two but could be taken for ten years younger than that. Shoot me down dead if I’m having to still do this at her age never mind in another month god how does she do it? In side I walked straight over to the huge windows and looked out at the amazing view of the river lagan it was spectacular. The whole apartment was like something out of a show house, stunning white linen sofa which wouldn’t last ten seconds in my house scattered with all green cushions and throws, bare floorboards and crisp white lilies at every corner of the room, the bathroom came complete with a Jacuzzi bath and shower, and the work bedroom was  a basic bare room with powder lemon walls and a huge king-size bed covered with satin white sheet and a huge towel on the middle of the bed that made it look so tacky, near the window with the blinds half drawn even though there’s no way in hell anyone could see them from this height there was a long wooden mirror full length. Doreen rang her hands up and down the full length of the mirror I keep getting asked for mirrors on the ceiling which is impossible as we rent these places and I’ve yet to come to any property that has any, so I thought the next best thing if they want to watch themselves fucking this should do it.

Great idea I said
grimacing as I was the one who would be getting fucked today. In my head I Wanted to make money but I just prayed no one would come then I could say well I tried and I didn’t let Doreen down she’d know she could trust me despite the fact ID stolen the hotel client Clarke. Why don’t you go and get changed Kara and IL switch the phone on and we can start making some real money today. I went into the bedroom some of the English girls would sleep in, next to the work room, just a plain room with a single bed, the bed had been stripped and by the sound of the washer in the kitchen being washed. There was a dresser with drawers and an oval mirror in the wardrobe there was a smaller selection of outfits that had been at the house on the Malone road and a dressing gown, good ID forgot to bring one of those’ll changed into my black lace Basque with attached suspenders pulled on my black lace barely there G-string and hoped ID not have to take it off isn’t denial a wonderful thing! Rolled on the ten denier stockings up my soft white legs and clipped them into the suspenders and slipped into my black killer heels with a dusting of silver around the bottom. Put on the robe which smelt of hundred girls perfumes and checked my slap in the mirror and I was all set for a day of debauchery. NOT! Back in with Doreen she was all smiles and had changed into a pair of loose fitting trousers and a nice wee purple blouse. Poured you a coffee hone, the phone rang and I heard her in her drawling sexy voice give out this description of the girl who was there to please today, when she hung up who was that you were describing you of course. You made me sound like something out of a playboy magazine, well you’re close to that and besides it’s good to get their imaginations pumping that and the blood flowing fast to their cocks gets them here, ill teach you how to use the phone in case you have to ever do it alone. God no I said ID never work alone I could get raped, despite of what you think the whole time I.ve been working it rarely happens, it never gets that far, but yes there are incidents and it is always better to have an extra person hear for protection and also while you’re working the other girl can still take bookings or it means you’re having to take the phone of the hook every time you’re doing a punter and then you’re missing money, you don’t answer they will just call another number. Curiously I asked well how many are there in Belfast well she said passing me the sport newspaper as of today’s listings there are seven brothels in total across Northern Ireland four in Belfast two of which are mine the other to well one is a woman who works on her own has regular clientele the other one is run by two guys not very pleasant and are not the sort of guys you want to work for they don’t play nice and have no respect for the girls or treat them well.

This
puzzled me then why would the girls work for that sort of place I asked Doreen? Well some girls haven’t got the looks but not so ruff they have to take to the streets and some don’t want to work on the streets as it is a last resort and well so much more dangerous. In a place with these guys they get a lot of punters but the cut isn’t even like here, as you know for £150 half hour here I take£70 or an hour if £250 I take £120 but with these guys they are charging £75 for half an hour and the girls get £35 and they get £40 but they have to do everything for that £35 I mean if they say they don’t do anal, tough there’re doing anal or they just kick them the fuck out. But they are smart first when they get these girls here they are all sweetness and light. They pay for the girls to fly here and most working girls haven’t been on a plane then when they take them to the apartment they take their passport and any ID saying they will store it in the safe and when the girls refuse to do the sick things these guys want for a miserable £35 pound they are told they can leave but there not getting their passports etic back. So here they are stuck no money in a place that have never been before and these guys are holding onto their return ticket and passport. What are they going to do, tell the police? I was so shocked and frightened here I was feeling sorry for myself and those poor girls. Don’t get me wrong if they stay the whole week they can go home with easily £5000 but they work long and hard for it. The guys are queuing up to use their place with the prices and what you get but they rub is the punters get their wallets stolen, this place encourages the girls to do it and then split it with them then they threaten to tell the guys work or wife when they come back looking for their wallets having realised it was taken there and threaten to close them down. They give good places like mine bad names. They playing with fire and soon they will double cross the wrong man probably a policeman let’s hope I never run into them I intend to keep my head down and mind my own business.

Why
are They gunning for you Doreen? There not, just greed and they want all of the business to themselves ,it doesn’t help that I’m English and black and a woman three things from our encounters I have gathered that they hate, but I think they hate for hates sake, they don’t just hate me they always gunning for any new brothels that open. I just keep my business as far away from There’s as I can. It’s not like that in London or any part of England, hell it couldn’t be there are way too many brothels and girls and massage parlours over there some are right next door, some run by gangs some by a bunch a girls who got the money together and share the takings after the rent and adverts are paid etc. We don’t go after each other we just compete like other businesses would, some outbid others and they can’t keep up and either close down or move away. Here it’s still new a novelty now that Belfast and Northern Ireland itself has peace business everywhere is booming girls aren’t afraid to come here to work most of the English girls that’s the first thing they ask me “Is it safe now” I won’t get blown up will I  have to reassure them they are safe, plus all the fighting had basically stopped I know you still have some troubles with ones on both sides who won’t let go but so much work has come here people aren’t afraid to be out after dark, so like I say it’s a novelty for now, but it won’t last soon be overrun like England. I looked at this woman of such infinite wisdom, someone who hadn’t allowed life to make her hard and in this kind of  life that was the equivalent of being super human or super strong or both! I thought about what she had said how much all of Northern Ireland had boomed so much changed, so much had come to this beautiful country and we were now in peace for five years but now like the rest of the world the recession had hit and people were losing their jobs, their businesses their homes and I was one of them. How long before the recession would hit this business or is sex always for sale, is there always enough for sex and escaping what we call mundane lives. I to would soon know the answer to that question.

Doreen hung up the receiver and picked up her binoculars and I had to laugh I said no way seriously oh yes hone I don’t tell them this apartment until they go to that phone box over there she said handing me the binoculars, I had a good look my god I said you could read the initials on a man’s shirt with these. Great hah? But you have the security camera why the extra caution, well it’s too late if it’s the police at the door I can look at them all I want but by then I have to let them in, and those guys I told you about they like to find out where you are then do the dirty and ring the landlords and tell them they have a brothel renting their apartment and its out for us. Or they inform all the neighbours. There’s no fly’s on you Doreen, I’ve lived honey I’ve lived been around long enough I’d like to think I learnt a bit. I was glad I was with this woman, I did feel resentment handing over nearly half of what I earned to her especially as I was doing all the dirty work literally but now I seen what she puts in and the rent here was £1200 a month and then there was the adverts in the daily sport every day so I did understand didn’t overly like it but I got it!

CHAPTER
12Eileen’s Story

Well ready to get the show on the road my
love. No not really but here goes. Remember same drill as before I go in first get the cash, he’s in for half an hour now the more excited you get him the quicker he comes the quicker he goes! Ok yes says I got it I went in to the bathroom and washed between my legs again, I’d shaved as cleaner and more hygienic plus Doreen pointed out they all want what they can’t have at home I’d left a little strike of hair down the middle hide a little of my embarrassment, like those Brazilians everyone was getting at the time but mine was done with a £0.99p razor and men’s shaving foam. I heard the door opening and a conversation taking place my heart was beating so hard and so fast I was sure the world could hear it .A knock at the door, opening it Doreen nodded showed me she’d go the door so in I go. He was about twenty two in a nice light blue linen shirt and a pair of Calvin Klein jeans, hello I said with the fakest smile I could muster, slipping of the dressing gown and revealing my black Basque set and stockings oh very nice and he just grabbed me by the waist hoisted me in and began kissing and licking my neck ,the show was on I became numb and Kara and reached down to his zip and it was already rock hard I could feel the veins pulsating through his jeans God he wants this a lot, he wants me, no I reminded myself in my head he wants Kara they can and never will get me I ,m keeping me safely locked up inside. I slowly zipped down his zip and as carefully as though I was petting a new born lamb the last thing I wanted to do was catch this guy’s dick on the zipper. Ouch! I undid the top button and realised why I could feel his pulse through the jeans he had no under wear on. I hissed in what was meant to be a husky voice do you always go commando? Yeah like the freedom and breaking the rules that’s why I love girls like you with no boundaries ,free. I went down on my knees and I took it in my mouth and just as I was about to put it deep, deep into my throat. I stopped and jumped up what’s wrong what’s the matter. Two rules I forgotten

I
: I didn’t wash him.

2: I didn’t put a condom on!

He looked annoyed and really confused so out of nowhere, I said as I slowly slipped of the first strap of my Basque, then the second revealing my perky ripe 32DD breasts I like to tease you. You felt my warm hot breath on your cock yeah he said in a heavy tone as I fondled my tits at the same time we’ll get ready to lick these as I pushed them into his face and I began to wank him off. In long lean strokes fast then slow, harder then softer stopping to slowly massage the ends of his now oozing cock, his breath was getting faster and I felt his cock tense and pulsate more on my hand I knew he was about to explode so I went faster and faster with one hand clutching and massaging his balls. And yeah he came, he came alright all over my hips and thigh, thick creamy yellowy cum all the fuck over me. Absolutely gross, he was so busy heaving and breathing in his orgasm he didn’t notice the look of disgust on my face. I nearly said ah for fucks sake but didn’t. I looked up and kissed him you stored that up I said. He smiled now the horniness was wearing off, he was coming back to himself and sorry about the mess that’s ok you’re pretty good at that. I suppose you should be or you wouldn’t be here. Yep I said as I walked over and pulled out a big handful of baby wipes and handed him a big pile to wipe himself of and I began to try and clean of this fucking strangers cum of my black Basque and all you girls out there no that isn’t easy! I offered him a showered but he declined saying he had to run and said thank you Kara and hurried out quickly while I rubbed furiously at the stains.