WILLIAM“You've been summoned, William.” I heard the mistress say and I raised a brow at her as she slid into the seat beside me.“Summoned? I'm done for the night, Mistress.” I muttered, counting my tips and frowning a bit when I noticed it was a little smaller than what I usually earned.“He asked for you specifically,” Mistress said, her hands folded and I finally paused, looking at her in confusion.“He? You know I don't do men, Mistress. There are other gay men in the club, why me?” I questioned, shoving my money into my pocket and she shrugged.“I don't know, honey. He asked for the tall, slender boy with blue eyes. And you know we never turn down a client. No matter what.” She muttered, her tone taking a stoic turn and I let out a sigh, knowing I couldn't refuse her words.She could easily send me out, and then, my never-satisfied, sexually frustrated self would be in huge trouble. Regardless of what people said, I worked as a sex worker because I truly wanted to. I had two re
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