You Will Be Mine(11)

Still, I had things to do, so I got up, showered, dressed in a nice, figure-hugging, above-the-knee dress, and proceeded to make my way to the office two floors down.

Most of the place was quiet as some of the girls were still asleep. I never disturbed them too much during the day as they worked so hard during the night.

I’m not stupid. I realise that some girls—some nights—do not wish to sleep with the clients that flow through our doors. In a sense, the girls are extremely talented actors. They make the men feel special and wanted—even though they may be cringing inside. I have always tried to make the matches as compatible as possible, though. It all depended upon the personality of our client and the needs he or she had. Yes, I did say she. We have occasionally entertained female clients. Typically, they were just women interested in trying to experiment with their sexuality. Sometimes, they just wanted to try and see what it was like to be with a woman for a change. We offered them a way to do that with total anonymity. If they liked the experience, good for them. If they didn’t, then they could just forget about it and move on: put it down to a one-off they would never have to worry about returning to bite them in the ass in the future.

“Clara,” Belinda whispered from the bottom of the stairs. She looked worried.

“What is it, Belinda?”

“Mia’s in the kitchen crying. Something happened last night.”

“Why wasn’t I told this last night?” I was suddenly on high alert.

“She didn’t want to trouble you.” She looked timidly at me and gave me a weak smile.

I didn’t waste any time. I was hot on Belinda’s heels as we made our way to the kitchen where we found Mia crying. Melinda was with her, trying to comfort her.

“What’s happened?” I suddenly found myself panicking a little—thinking that someone had hurt her. I was ready to scream blue murder.

“Last night, wh-wh-when Mr. Brannan and I … we-we-were having sex, the co-co-condom split.” She then wailed like a baby. I could understand why. Anyone would be in a panic over something like that.

Pulling Mia in for a hug, I stroked her hair. “Mia, it will be okay. Look at me.” I pushed her away and made her look me in the eye. “This is what we’re going to do. First of all, we’re going to make an appointment with the doctor, so you can get the morning after pill. Then, at the same time, we will see about getting you tested. I’m sure you will be fine as the last test Mr. Brannan had was clear, but we’ll do this just to make certain.”

She smiled and nodded her head. “Thank you.”

“Don’t mention it. I know you’re upset, and I completely understand why. Just remember we have very strict guidelines here to make sure everyone is clean, and these situations are the very reasons why these guidelines are in place.” Addressing all of the girls, I asked, “Has Mr. Brannan said anything about this?”

Mia nodded. “He was quite sweet about it. He assured me he was clean, and I assured him I was, too.”

“Okay. I shall go and give him a call in just a moment, but first of all, let’s get you set up for your appointment. You’re my priority now, and I don’t want to see you upset. When one lady here is upset, we all are.”

“Thank you … again.” I squeezed her arm and was confident enough that she had calmed down a little.

“Stay here and get yourself a nice hot cup of coffee and something to eat. I’ll cancel all of your appointments this evening and let you know straight away what time you can go to see Dr. Flemming.”

“What are you going to tell everyone?” she asked, looking worried.

“I’ll tell them that you have some sort of flu. They’ll understand.”

“I’m really sorry this has messed you about.”

I shook my head. “Don’t be. These things happen, and they’re beyond anyone’s control. Maybe if you weren’t so tight down there…” I smiled, letting her know I was joking.

She giggled. “Maybe if he wasn’t so big.” Her eyes widened.

I raised my eyebrow. “Is he really?”

She very slowly nodded her head. “Oh, yeah.”

I smiled. “Well, I’ll go see to it that I massage his ego a little. I’m sure everything will be fine.”

After making sure everyone was okay, I took the stairs back up to my office. The list of things to do on a daily basis seemed endless.

Just as I sat down and was about to call the doctor, Belinda walked in. “Natalie is here to see you.”

I bit my lip, thinking this was the worst time for her to be coming round for a visit. “Could you do me a huge favour?”