Clubrooms Diary

MALAYINA

May 8th 2018

"You remember mikros?" His voice is low and steady. 

Keeping my head bowed. "Yes, I remember." I sigh. 

I just didn't think he would actually find me. Not today on my actual birthday anyway. Chad thinks my birthday's in September. A little white lie I wrote down on his payroll information booklet. I mean shit... When the guy tells you once your legal, you're for the taking. So I decided to buy myself a couple more months with the hopes of skipping town again. 

"How did you find me?" I ask curiously. 

"It wasn't hard at all." He says, offering me his hand. 

I accept it and stand. I walk over to the dial on the wall and lighten the room. His eyes trail down my body, feasting on my white baby doll dress, leaving little to nil for his imagination.

"Cute." He says approvingly, winking at me. 

I cover myself with my arms, turning towards the door, reaching for my robe.

"No." His hand snakes around my wrist and he pulls me flush up, against him.

My hands land on his chest, my sex brushed up against his erection. I lightly push myself away from him and take a step back. 

"How?" I ask him with more urgency this time. 

If he could find me easily, my father wouldn't be too far behind either. 

"You can't find something that was never let out of your sight mikros." One side of his mouth curls up into a smile. 

"You've been following me?" I say through gritted teeth.

"Nai, you owe me a lot of money." 

"Shit!" I turn from him. 

I know I don't have near enough.

"I only have 10k." 

"You owe A hundred thousand." He states.

I turn to face him, my heel snapping in the process and I feel myself heading for grand face planting to the floor. 

"Whoa!" He says surprised, reaching forward he catches me. 

I stare at his face, taking in every chiselled angle, the slope of his perfectly shaped nose and lower plumped lip.

What are you doing Mal?

I clear my throat and use his body to upright my self, then I fix my dress. 

"I don't have anything close to that amount." Fear surrounds me. 

"You're a sex worker, what do YOU mean you don't have anything close to that amount?. He scowls at me. 

ONLY SUCK DICK HERE." I hated the words that left my mouth. But it was

"Ha!" He scoffs. 

doesn't want the police showing up on his doorstep. So he's

is today." He looks at

and I know that." I lower my voice. "And I'd like it to stay

through darkened eyes, as if he's trying

have something to tell me that's worth my time." He says through gritted teeth as he

"Wait!" 

turns around to face me. I get on my knees and Recite my lines once

and I am here for your pleasure." I bow my head.

"What are you doing."

see me didn't you?"

breathing picks

pleasured and me being paid." Shame coats me like a wildfire losing control. "Chad will fire me."

A frustrated growl leaves his body.

notes in a clip. He slides a note out

can't take this." I look

have anything smaller." He grits out.

you trying to make things harder for me? The girls will lose their shit, and

He can't be serious!

don't have anything

give it back

now?" He looks at

the door

it from the money I owe you."

and walks through the

whole situation

"How so?" 

He flashes me with his pearly white straight teeth and

I say, as I watch him saunter through the halls, whistling, and winking at the

and down the

I mean shit, I can't even remember the last time I brought myself any new clothes or shoes. Everything I own, including

six for a pair of shoes. That's ten blow jobs for one fucking outfit. Tips around here are shit too. I did ask chad if I could work behind the

I'd rather have you In the rooms bouncing on some horny bastards dick." He gave me a stern

That's it! 

sell my virginity online. I've seen the threads all over social media about other girls selling their most prized possession. Something you can only give away once. I owe Amar A hundred thousand, I've seen some of those girls get as high as Two hundred thousand.

place and free from the

myself with the newfound problematic

a good

life

out for the second time

me

to be a good

she

at the bar." She sighs.

call Chad Shitface because when he asks for a kiss, it's like kissing a log of shit.

swear the man eats arse for breakfast and it isn't the good type too." Lisa gagged as she

sigh. "Hey, have you got a spare 'Double Sawbuck' ($20) till tomorrow?"

bra and pulls out the money. "Here,"

inside the string of my thong on my