Rekha was literally shocked reading the email from the new client. She decided to let her body decide if she wanted to go ahead with this client or not. She contemplated his request over and over again. The more she contemplated, the more color rushed up her cheek. It was finalised that she was going to take the new job. After all she was always a game for any kind of a challenge.
She re-read the email, trying to make heads and tails of the request.
It read – “You only get paid, if you are the better whore. I will respect your limits.”
It obviously meant that she would not be the only one present, she would be compared with other(s) and she would have to do things, maybe beyond her comfort level even, to prove she was the best.
She replied to his email – “If I am proved to be the bigger whore than whom so ever you are comparing me with, what will be my payment?”
She felt damn horny typing the reply. She knew it, internally, that she was going for the job but still wanted to see what he replied.
The reply read like this – “I have quite a whore with me. If you prove her to be a worthless one, I will write you a blank cheque.”
The whole idea made her tingle with excitement. She had always loved a healthy competition.