But Beverly just laughed and told me that I was wrong, that it was easy as pie, and that she was working on those new additions to our little family right now.
As usual, she was right.
It was special, when I was her one and only working girl, but it was even better when the new girls were added.
Beverly really trusted me, since I was the first, and she had me help her with the others, which was a lot of fun for me, and important work, too.
It wasn't very long before we were in full operation, with some of the biggest men – and women – in town as our regular customers!
CASE HISTORY TWO
SUBJECT: Debbie Sue
AGE: Sixteen
INTERVIEW ONE
"I've been a bad girl, Mr. Vickers," I said. "A very naughty girl."
"Debbie Sue, what on earth are you doing?!"
Mr. Vickers did not know what my game was… actually, he did know some of it, more than most, since he had seen me in the parking lot late yesterday afternoon.
Mr. Vickers is the assistant vice-principal at the high school. He's a middle aged guy, not bad if you to for that type.
He's a man. He's big and kind of blocky, with a big square head, hair thinning on top, and showing a lot of shiny scalp with thin hair slicked down on it.
He had been sweating ever since I walked into his office this morning.
His office is on the ground floor of the school, facing the east, so the morning sun was shining inside the room.
The light was hot and bright – hurt my eyes. There was too much of it.
I went to the window, putting a little wiggle in my walk, shaking my buns under the tight skirt I had worn specially for school this morning.
Mr. Vickers sat behind his desk, wearing his baggy brown suit, white shirt, tie. His mouth was open as he stared at me.