Post by Fen on Jan 19, 2014 0:06:43 GMT -6
It was a nice day. Birds singing, sun shining, humans out playing frisbee with their pampered house pets. It was relatively quiet, and the sun was warm on her fur as she relaxed in the grass, her belly full from the lunch she had just been treated to. One of her clients, like most of them, thought they could pursue something with her, but Vivian had no time for relationships, nor had she ever desired one. She made good money doing what she did, and settling down had never been her scene. Lavish parties with Bensonhurst's elite and other rich suited her just fine. Her escort jobs tended to be a bit more fun, considering that she only had to be a bit of arm candy for a few hours. It's the jobs that are done in the dark and wee hours of the night that she was bored easily by. Some hired her to talk about their problems, but regretted it the minute they began. Vivian would simply give an eyeroll and only pretend to listen. She didn't care, not in the slightest. She wasn't the type to pat someone on the back and tell them everything was okay. She was more likely to groan and say they deserved it.
Sighing a bit, she pushed herself onto her paws and stretched a bit, her white and red speckled fur shining in the sun. She trotted over to a small pond, leaning over the edge and checking her reflection and adjusting a few strands of hair before turning and walking away. She had business to do. She was meeting someone here today. Nothing major, just discussing the prices of her service. Normally she wasn't so willing to just meet for that if they weren't going to buy, but she had nothing better going on. Why not?
She walked with her head high, her pawsteps carefully placed and her tail swaying behind her as she headed for the place she was supposed to be meeting her potential client. She didn't know too much about him, or even really what he looked like, but it had been a good few days since her last male client. The last few had been female. She didn't care, money was money. So, needless to say she was anxious for a change of pace. Women talked too much.
Sighing a bit, she pushed herself onto her paws and stretched a bit, her white and red speckled fur shining in the sun. She trotted over to a small pond, leaning over the edge and checking her reflection and adjusting a few strands of hair before turning and walking away. She had business to do. She was meeting someone here today. Nothing major, just discussing the prices of her service. Normally she wasn't so willing to just meet for that if they weren't going to buy, but she had nothing better going on. Why not?
She walked with her head high, her pawsteps carefully placed and her tail swaying behind her as she headed for the place she was supposed to be meeting her potential client. She didn't know too much about him, or even really what he looked like, but it had been a good few days since her last male client. The last few had been female. She didn't care, money was money. So, needless to say she was anxious for a change of pace. Women talked too much.