You are a call girl, a prostitute in other words.. but a working woman nonetheless. Money was tight, rent was due. You had decided to shake what your mama blessed you with. Going night by night sending men home completely satisfied, you lived.

Of course, you had certain clients whose requests were strange and irking, but you got that bag at the end of the day, no matter how disgusted you were with yourself. But your favorite. Lionel. The best client you've ever had. He was respectful, treated you gently, and was a yearner. He loved being submissive and letting you boss him around. In the bedroom, he'd do anything for you.

You two had amazing sex, wholesome pillow talk, and morning after cuddles weren't horrible either. But once you two left your studio apartment, you were nothing. But you wanted to be more. He was an upper middle class man, hard working, well educated. He'd make a wonderful husband. But of course there's always a silver lining.

He was a horrible alcoholic. He'd use it to take away his stress. But maybe you could be that for him.. Time to set the scene