Chapter 2: Brown meets Blue

(Spencer’s pov )

It was almost 9 o’clock when I arrived at the address Mitch gave me.  He wasn’t kidding about the location being top secret.  The hotel was literally in the middle of nowhere.  I was lucky that I could get a taxi ride to this place.  I stepped out of the taxi tentatively and paid the driver he cab fare.  Thankfully I got enough money from Mitch for my transportation.  He may make his money selling pussy but he is the best pimp you could have in this business.

I surveyed my surroundings trying to get my nerves under control.  The hotel was huge and beautiful, at least from the outside.  Its simple elegance graced the surrounding barren area like a field of sunflowers on a mountain top.  Once my nerves were better, I walked towards the entrance slowly, making sure I really wanted to do this.  I needed the money but I really didn’t want a woman touching me right now.  Fuck it.  I’m here now, might as well go through with it. 

I walked through the entrance and head straight to the front desk.  Before I could ask where the elevators were located, a pimpled face teenager grimaced towards me, “Sorry miss, but we don’t have hourly rates for our rooms!”

What. The. Hell.  I cleaned up as best I could for this fucking date and this fuck is calling me a whore?!  Oh wait, I am a whore but he doesn’t have to be an ass about it. I need to calm down before I backhand this little shit across the face.  But I be damned if I let this little fucker ruin my opportunity to make money tonight.

“Sorry, but I don’t need to rent a room here, I already have a room reserved.”  I replied with a very noticeable attitude.   

The boy’s eyes slowly took in my appearance from head to toe.  Raising a left eyebrow he smirked, “You sure about that?”   

“Yes, I’m sure about that you little shit.  I’m a paying customer staying in Room 1435.  Mitch Coogan, my agent, made the reservations for me earlier today.  I’ve had a very busy day on location and the last thing I need right now is the 3^rd degree from you.  Now, if you don’t mind, I’m going to retire to my room, take a nice, hot bath and go to bed.  Do you have a problem with that?” I asked looking pointedly in his huge green eyes.

“No.”

“Good, now where are your elevators?”  I asked, beyond being annoyed.  Now I was fucking pissed.

Looking just as pissed as myself, he dismissed me with a wave of his hand to the direction of the elevators, “Fine, go ahead.”

I nodded towards him and turned to make my way towards the elevators.  This night started off just great.  Let’s just hope Ms. Davies is more welcoming than the people working here.

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(Ashley’s pov)

She should be here any minute now given its 5 minutes after the scheduled time.  I glance at the clock again and take deep breathes to try to calm my nerves.  It’s not like I’ve never had sex before, because I’ve had a lot of it.  It’s mostly because I’ve never seen the girl I’m hooking up with.  The only thing my manager told me about her was that she was a beautiful blonde.  I do have a weakness for blondes, especially blondes with blue eyes.