Chapter 4

"Hmmm.. you early today?" said Satish in his burly accent, he had learned English from Amir and was getting quite good at and he liked speaking in English with everyone and that included the sweepers , the chaiwaalas and practically anyone and everyone who could and could not speak English . She replied "Yes, what can I do ? I just love to see your smile so I come early to catch it..."
He laughed at her joke and kissed her on her forehead, he loved a lot as she reminded him of his daughter. She left his office and entered her "Room" , it was a small room with a bed and a dressing table in one corner, there were posters of semi-nude women and Bollywood actresses pasted all over the room, though the room did not have any windows but it did have a huge poster of a waterfall pasted on right behind the heavy double bed which in professional terms could be called her "workstation" and this was her only connect with Mother Nature and it also reminded her of her village.
There was a cupboard with wooden doors and a small padlock which was filled with things that could make any woman shy away and any man aroused beyond his wildest imagination.It had toys , gags, handcuffs,blindfolds and of course an hunter and a whip for her "special clients" who liked it naughtier than the rest.
She always got the weirdos be it the foot licking slave types or the ones who beat her like she a piniata in a Mexican fair. She was not into any of those things and she rarely ever had an orgasm , actually she can't even remember the last time when any of her clients even remotely aroused her. She wasn't there for her pleasure but for her clients and she ensured they enjoyed every bit of it as she knew repeat clientèle meant more money.
She liked role playing in way as the men asked her to be all sorts of things some wanted her to be her to be there harem , some wanted nothing but her feet and this she disliked as her feet always got drenched in icky saliva, while some restricted themselves to missionary which she absolutely disliked as these men were so uptight that she only felt cold every time they made love to her.
She liked one thing and that was money which she got at the end of the day well not day night, she was highly priced for a woman of her age,she was 25 years old and she got 200rupees an hour for individual and for group it could go to 5000 to 7000 rupees, Sweety got ten percent plus five percent extra for his services and place from whatever she earned.
The good thing here was that she was already paid for in advance to Sweety who till date had never cheated her or misquoted the amount she was to get. She was like a prepaid taxi which men could ride for as long as the meter was down, and when the meter went up it was time to get down pant up and say goodbye and maybe leave tips for the ride. She liked her job as she could earn anything between 30000 to 40000 in a month and she earned more in festival seasons,elections and when she worked as escorts for foreigners.
Sweety never checked the clients she got, he was okay with a fifteen year old tenth class student out for his first true experience of manhood if he could pay her price. She also liked these kids as they never lasted long thought they had fully charged batteries which were usually used for self-help purposes only , but they lasted for a short while as the very excitement made them so heavy down below that usually they were done for even before they could slip on a condom or start the very act.She loved there innocence and she felt like a teacher teaching them trade secrets and ways to impress the "real women" that they would meet in the future.
She shouted loud "Mundu !! aaj chai nai rakhi kya?? jaa chai le aa aur kal se lake rakha kar"She liked drinking tea before she changed into her "work clothes" , which was really a skirt and a tee which Sweety had given to her and also she had her "pill" with the tea.No matter what you do Sweety used to say never forget your pill even if your client wraps his entire body in cling foil don't do it with him without your pill.
"Didi chai" Mundu was the child Sweety had picked up from street and brought him here to work, he was a lovely child whom every girl in the Parlor loved . Sweety treated him as his child and kept him at his house in Punjabi Bagh.