| Fan Fiction |
by th1rd3ye
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Leila swung her handbag forwards and backwards, swinging her bottom in rhythmic motion as well, intentionally. “Left, right, left, right…” Leila counted the left-right rhythm of the swinging of her bum silently and then smiled to herself.
“Target spotted. Distance ahead is approximately 3 metres away. This target looks like he is of forty years old and above. Old and bald, he still wears Adidas shoes and carries a gold watch. Trying to act young but badly fails to, I feel so sad for him.” Leila’s mind automatically registered all the needed details about her target.
Her eyes sparkled as she noticed the tip of the man’s thick black wallet. She walked forward to the man and asks in an impersonated gentle voice, “Mister, will you like to accompany to Eternity Pub?” Leila spotted the hesitation and lust in the man’s eyes. She then moves further and tugged at the sleeves of the man. “Please, handsome. You can’t possibly let a young pretty lady walk alone into that dangerous and risky place. Though it is broad daylight, but anything can happen under the sun. If you have seen the news just now, a thief has been appearing and creating havoc here. What if that female thief’s next target is me? Please, handsome. Accompany me there.” Leila persuaded the man with a pout and in a pleading voice.
The man nodded his head and grabbed Leila by the waist greedily. Leila could feel the man’s dirty fingers moving downwards, touching her bum. She then whispered in the man’s ears, “You can pinch it if you want. But then, one pinch will cost you a hundred dollars. You need to pay in cash immediately too.”
The man pinched Leila’s bum twice and took his wallet out. Leila counted the cash in the man’s wallet and looked at the details of the wallet. “If there is time, I shall get the wallet as well. If not, the cash should do fine.” Leila thought to herself as she kept her hard-earned money, the two hundred dollars, in her wallet.
She then led the man into a dark alley, claiming that it was a shortcut to the pub named Eternity. Leila then started to whine as she pretended to hurt her ankle. “Ouch,” she moaned and the man came over to support her. Leila then naughtily planted a kiss on the man’s right cheek, carefully not leaving any lipstick mark.
The man turned his head around and tried to kiss Leila on the lips. Leila did not resist, but instead brought the man along into a deeper kiss. Her fingers then moved about frantically. To a lustful man, it would seem that she was trying to touch him and get him into it more enthusiastically.
However, in actual fact, Leila was trying to get her hands on the cash. She cautiously wore the plastic finger gloves while the man was kissing her. With that, she stealthily withdrew a few notes and tucked them in into her pockets. Removing her gloves and putting them back into her bag, she pushed the man gently away, pretending to catch her breath.
“You are a good kisser, Mister.” Leila commented with a lovely smile though in her heart, she was thinking about how disgusting the man’s lips were and that how his breath stink and so on. “That kiss costs three hundred dollars. It is already a great discount. For other men, I charge them for five hundred dollars.” Leila gave her adorable wink at the man. The man grunted and took five hundred dollars, giving it to Leila.
“Another dumb uncle.” Leila mocked silently as the man did not realise that his money had been stolen. Walking with bigger steps, Leila reached the entrance of the pub named Eternity. She thanked the man profusely and managed to earn another hundred dollars as the man lustfully pinched her bum again.
“How much did you earn this time?” Nancy, Leila’s colleague in the pub asks. “Six hundred plus?” Leila shrugged her shoulders. She did not like to reveal the exact sum she ‘earns’ to others. “Seriously, I think you should further studies in psychology. You seem to be able to grasp the nature of men so easily, knowing which steps they will take next. You are a pro!” Nancy praised sincerely.
Leila was a hot favourite among the guys here in the pub, though she had only started working as a ‘companion buddy’, a month ago. Companion buddy refers to the female worker who was supposed to chat with customers in the pub. It was legal work in Oracle and the companion buddies do not sell their bodies. A session was one hour and the charges for each companion buddy were different. Leila was the most popular and hence her charges were the most expensive, one thousand or sometimes even one thousand and two hundred per session. Nancy’s charges was just eight hundred or the maximum was nine hundred.
Leila replied a “Thanks” and walked to the toilet. She threw her plastic pink sunglasses into the dustbin, kept her earnings properly and changes her clothes. Eternity, her workplace and also her shelter against the laws, in here, she worked rightfully as a companion buddy. She pulled a denim jacket over her shirt, removed her skirt and rolled down her shorts. She changes her boots into a pair of slippers and uses a device to curl the ends of her hair instantly. She removed her mole on her chin and kept it in her bag. Within moments, she looked totally different from who she was just then.
“One more thing,” Leila said to herself and applied a darker shade of her make-up, changing her eye shadow to a much deeper shade of blue. In addition, she put on a pair of dangling earrings. “Beautiful!” she commented on herself again and dials some of her clients’ numbers, arranging their sessions.
“For today, Steve and Daniel.” Leila smiled and moved to the private bedroom on the second storey of the pub.
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“Ron, are you serious?” Myolie asked as she was biting her sandwich which was her brunch.
Ron nodded his head. Myolie was in his office now.
“Moving to Desiderata Street just to catch a thief? I still think it is ridiculous.” Myolie shook her head. Ron chuckled. “I am just doing my job. I have to uphold justice and serves the citizens; furthermore, I want to witness and catch this thief myself. I never really have seen such a smart thief before. This is truly exciting!” Ron smiled to himself.
Myolie just nodded her head, “whatever.” She then continued, “just tell me the address when you know when you will be staying.” Ron then passed her a piece of paper, with his new address on it, “I know I am efficient. Don’t praise me.” Myolie gave him another –Whatever- look and got back to her department.
Ron was looking forward to his new life in Desiderata but for now, he had to handle another homicide case in a region called Geranium. He flipped through the case and then led his team out to work.
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th1rd3ye