Chapter 168

• My next stop was the Hooker House. Jess was entertaining her CEO at the pool, serving him lunch and Champagne. She was nude except for a kitchen apron. He was an older, interesting client. He loved parading Jess around, even in private, to show off that young, beautiful women still fawned over him. Even if it was for $750 per hour.
• Jess had a particular gift for making people feel special. She had tremendous charisma, so when she focused her attention directly on you, it made you feel like a star. That she could turn that charm on and off like a switch -- if you paid her, the switch flicked on -- always was a marvel to me. It didn't matter if she was parading around a pool with a frilly blue apron on, her ass crack being tickled by the ties around the back and cheeks spreading lewdly to reveal a red butt plug. She exuded that charm and class that was innate to her.
• "She has a gift," a voice from behind me said. It was Alyssa. I had missed her. Her real estate business was taking off, and she was only taking the occasional appointment. "Not one of us other girls can touch her."