Thread: Price of Life (Ookami & Sumi)

The businessman smiled contently upon hearing Chloes response, while the woman raised a curious eyebrow, looking over Chloe skeptically as if to question if she really meant what she had just said. The phrase wasnt exactly an unusual one, and if her memory served her correctly, the last girl the businessman had introduced to her had said the exact same thing. The womans cold eyes looked Chloe over carefully, starting at her dirty feet and moving slowly up her body, the look in her eyes giving off the feeling that she was examining a piece of merchandise. Her lips twitched a bit when she read Chloes hips, shaking her head a bit in disapproval before continuing to examine the girl, sighing dejectedly when she reached the girls breasts. She wasnt too impressed that was for sure. And the apathetic glance she shot towards the businessman showed her disinterest in the girl. I cant really sell this the woman stated, reaching out and grabbing one of Chloes breasts, the cold shriveled hands squeezing her pert little mounds harshly. The gesture didnt feel sexual of perverted at all. In fact it felt a bit similar to that feeling when a doctor would examine someone. It wasnt lewd, it wasnt malicious, the elderly woman was simply touching her like a literal piece of meat, and the cold look in her beady eyes confirmed that she didnt think anything more of Chloe. Her face no her entire body is too thin, and she looks ill, shes low grade material, I cant purchase her the woman stated, shaking her head and folding her arms. The businessmans expression flickered with irritation for only a moment, the stern glare insulting Chloe but silently calling her worthless. It was a look Chloe should have recognized with ease as it was the same look her father usually wore when he looked at her. The businessman tried to negotiate, talking to the old lady and acting as if Chloe wasnt there anymore. No matter what the man offered, the old woman just kept shaking her head, clearly not interested in purchasing Chloe. After a few minutes the conversation was interrupted by the sound of a humming car. The sleek black Lamborghini parking itself only a few feet away from where the trio stood. Before anyone even stepped out of the car a wave of girls suddenly poured of the building, beautiful women with luscious curvy hips and hourglass bodies all of which was complimented nicely by their designer brand clothes. It was hard to believe any of them were actually working prostitutes, since they looked like theyd just walked off the red carpet at some prestigious celebrity convention. Even the old woman snapped her head up upon realizing the new arrival, clicking her tongue at the old man and rudely shoving Chloe aside as she hurried to greet the driver of the two seater sports car. Telling the crowd of girls to shut their yappy mouths and to mind their manners. Apparently the customer that had just arrived was a high profiled one. The man that stepped out though wasnt some elderly politician, or smartly dressed CEO. But a young handsome man in his mid-20s. His golden blond hair standing out even amongst the sea of fancy hairstyles, his lips were curled into a confident cocky smirk, which when coupled with his deep blue eyes gave him a sort of arrogant yet important look. A look that simply shouted out how the man thought he was better than everyone else around him. Already the girls around the man were casting their pride away and trying to make themselves seem appealing. Showing off their bodies, and making lewd gestures to attract the mans attention. Chloe and the business man stood off to the side, both of them out of place, and no longer worth acknowledging. If one thing could be certain at this point, it was that Chloe had failed, and would now have to face whatever horrific torture the businessman had mentioned prior to their arrival.