“If I feel like it, I kiss without charging,” Rita said, looking at Rael. “So this talk about being a prostitute… it’s true?” Rael looked confused. “Your friend here,” Rita pointed at Gabe, “had my life investigated and, at dinner, decided to tell my family I’m an escort in the States. Of course, I didn’t plan to do this forever. But the money’s good. And as you probably know, my parents are broke. I protect myself properly, and honestly, I treat it like a job.” “And if a client wants to kiss you?” Rael asked. “If I like him, I charge extra for the kiss. If I don’t, I say no, and that’s it.” “And they accept that?” Rael seemed very curious. “They have to,” Jorel answered. “When you hire a girl like Rita—not that I know her, but I imagine, since she’s beautiful and educated—you know upfront what’s allowed or not. It’s not like picking up a woman on a corner and dropping her off an hour later. It’s a different level. Each has their limits… and, let’s say, skills?” He looked at Rit
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