Thread: Psycho (Kaigen and AndNich123)

It was the tell tale sound of the club beat thumping in her ears that made her finally want to take a break. Never mind the suffocating heat and never ending sea of bodies pressed against each other on the dance floor. That she could content with. It the sound that never seemed to end that finally drove her over to the bar. It would change up as the night went on. A faster tempo, louder, with other beats as well at times, but it was constant. The lights that put on a show overhead was just consistent, but she paid them little attention. No. Her main focus was the men that littered the place. Tonight wasnt just any night out on the town, having fun, and looking for a man to end up with as the evening came to a close. Tonight was a night about money, and she wanted to make her fair share of it. Tessa worked as a call girl, and she knew the hunting grounds. The hunting grounds were frequented when the girls didnt have any appointments. Times had been slowly lately. Chalk it up to a pathetic economy. Men werent able to find work, and if they were lucky enough to find work, the pay was a joke. They had to focus on their families. Oh yes. The men used the agency she worked for often had families tucked away in their wallets. The women like Tessa were a release, an escape, that they paid well for. Most of these men had frigid wives at home who were tired of their men barely supporting the lifestyles they wanted. Too uptight to take a cock in the ass or down their throats, they simply took and drove their men, using them. Women like Tessa would spread their legs and ass cheeks for them. Sucking a cock was par for the course if the price was right. She could feel the eyes of the women in the club on her. They knew what she was. Tessa didnt care. Fuck all of them. Ive probably already had their men. If they were keeping them satisfied, they wouldnt be looking for me and paying me their hard earned money. Even with business slow, she still kept that snarky attitude. Finally deciding the night was a bust, she decided it was time to go home. There was no need for a bodyguard. She hadnt been with anyone. The agency was big on protection. If the girls went to a Johns place, a bodyguard would be called in to accompany them home. There were a lot of sick freaks out there, and it was just too much of a risk in the eyes of the agency to let the girls simply leave and go home alone. Such was not the case tonight. Tessa drove her beat up used car home, listening to the radio, and singing along as she went. Her apartment building wasnt anything special. Falling apart, paint peeling, but at the right place, she couldnt say no. Her key slide into the lock, and she pushed the door opened. She dropped her keys and purse by the door, like always, and locked it behind her. Tessa rubbed her head, considering taking something for her headache, but in the end, she headed towards her bedroom instead. Ill just get undressed, melt into bed, and my head wont be hurting come morning. She turned on a small lamp by her bed instead of the main light in the room. The light was just enough to undress by. Unbuttoning her top, she slipped it from her shoulders to the bed. After she took her bra off, she breathed a sigh of relief at the restrictive garment being gone from her body. Picking them both up from the bed, she looked up to the chair in the corner in her room. Tessa froze, and everything stopped. Finally Tessa drew a long, slow breath. Who the fuck are you, and how the fuck did you get in my apartment, she asked the figure sitting there in the barely lit room.