Chapter 4 Conflicted choices

I eventually came to the structure that the woman had told me about, stopping to take in the outsize hutment. It appeared new, and I could see the inside from the frontal windows of the lobby. It appeared nice and upmarket. Nobody was too unusual around then.

It was inconceivable what a disparity four blocks made in this megacity. People around there dressed nice, drove nice buses, and went along to good jobs. They were a world piecemeal from people like me.

I took a moment to make sure I was placid and collected before heading into the lobby. The door swung open quietly as I hauled it, and I was saluted with the beautiful scents of lavender and jasmine.

Looking around as I walked by, I scrutinized the area for the door that the woman had told me about. There were five portals in non-identical places there, along with three elevators across the space. People were moving around and did not indeed note me standing there.

Eventually, I saw the door towards the end of the lobby. The hallmark from the card was on it, precisely as the woman had told me. I hastily walked through there, grabbing the clump and turning it.

I was saluted by the presence of a nice department as the door opened. I stepped in, appearing around with some estimation. There was big Argentinian carpeting on the bottoms, and nice padded chairpersons were set around the space.

A woman was sitting at an office across from me and appeared up as I penetrated. She was a veritably professional-appearing lady dressed in a tenebrous business suit. Her golden hair was hauled up in a bun, and she wore out black-rimmed spectacles.

" Good morning. May I support you? " she saluted me with a polite smile.

" Yes, " I walked through to her, " My name is Asuka Rhodes, and I called last night and talked to someone about an interview. "

" Oh yes. I've got your name down right now. Why don't you have a seat and I'll allow Allison to see that you've landed? " The woman reacted.

I followed her to get up and went through a nearby door, and also stepped over to sit in one of the chairs, uncurling my rim as I did. I still could not buy it. I was there and around to do this, but it was too late to back out now.

After a moment, the door opened, and the lady sat beside it.

" Allison will know you now, Miss Rhodes. "

I sluggishly got up, heading through the door into a lower department. It was acceptably decorated with shops by a voluminous window and a voluminous bookshelf on the contrary wall. In the middle ground of the department was an oak office where a woman was sitting. She had spurt black hair that fell around her shoulders, bright red camo, and pictorial filthy eyes. She smiled as she sat up and extended her hand in a friendly gesture.

" Ah, you must be Asuka. I'm Allison. It's consequently nice to meet you. "

" It's nice to meet you too, " I reacted as I shook her hands. I also sat down with the president in front of her office.

Allison sat down too, pulling a train from her hole. Inside of it were papers that she had to go through.

" Okay, Miss Asuka. First out, how old are you? " she asked me.

" Nineteen, " I answered.

"Veritably good, and do you have your ID on you? "

" Yes. "

I hauled my license from my bag, handing it over to her consequently that she could write my information down. Everything appeared enough standard-issue on the shape she was utilizing. Once she was done, she handed over my ID and flipped to the coming paper.

" Well, allow me to first start our interview by introducing you to Celestial. As I'm sure your crony formerly told you, we're in the business of helping youthful ladies like yourself both serve the upper-class men around this area and also make a decent living serving it. While it does sound like fleck slighting, our maids do make an economic living from it, and we ensure only fair treatment of them. " Allison explained.

" Um, I see this is a terrible time to interrogate this, but is this technically legit? " I had to ask.

" I understand why you would interrogate, and my rejoinder would be that it is and it is not. As you see, plutocrats can verbalize numerous effects. But as I speak, our maids are well taken care of too. We don't have abuses, nor anything that makes them or who they're partnered with uncomfortable. " Allison reacted.

" I guess. consequently, what do you need from me right now? " I asked her.

" First, I've some questions for you. This will support us in detecting the perfect match for you with us, " Allison appeared at her distance, " To start with, I must interrogate, are you educated or an abecedarian? "

" Abecedarian, " I answered.

" Alright. Are you comfortable with allowing that to be taken down from you? "

" I'm fine with it. "

Well, I was not fine with it, but I was then, and it was not like there was a liberty with this.

" Okay, " Allison marked off another spot on the paper, " Are you glad to achieve nonidentical sexual acts, similar to vocal, vaginal, and anal? "

" No anal. The others are fine. " I answered without hesitation.

" Are you glad to be fascinated by S & M? "

" Perhaps, but not at first. "

" Alright, and what about further than one mate at a time "

I shook my head, " No. "

Allison jounced, marking off the last corridor on the paper. She also sat up and walked through to me.

" You're a good match for us. We have many who prefer traditional sexual hassles, and judging from your dress, I would enunciate if you have the right body type too. You're veritably well-proportioned, and everything is natural, which is a finite plus. " She went along.

" Does that mean I'm hired? " I asked, really feeling auspicious.

Allison jounced, " Yes, but there's one further thing I'll need from you so that we may detect the right match for you. You don't have to do this, but it would be supported extensively. We'd like to have a picture of you to show off to the prospective guests. "

" Are you talking about me being like I'm unprocessed? " I asked, completely apprehensive of how incredulous I sounded.

" Do not fear. Like you're fine. This dress shows how nice your figure is, so there's no want for anything different. " Allison consoled me.

She also guided me to another space that was across the lobby, which was a print space. I sat on a coprolite there, where she fixed my hair in position and made sure that my dress was right. Also, she snarled many prints of me.

Subsequently, I attended her department, where I inked papers to work with them, along with vowing my stillness about any hassles I had.

" Veritably good, my dear, " Allison said as she gathered them up, " I'm going to run through your implicit matches, and I'll connect you as soon as we have one that wishes to meet with you. I doubt it'll take long, consequently keep your phone close, alright? "

" Yes, ma'am. " I agreed.

My jitters were rasped as I walked out of that department. I could not buy that I'd done this, or that they demanded me for it.

I walked quietly down the sidewalk, heading toward home and gaping at my phone. I wondered what sort of Joe they'd set me up with. God, I hoped it was not some old man.

The questions she'd asked me resounded in my mind too. That was some suitable particular stuff. Yes, I did not mind stating I was an abecedarian, and I would be open to some sexual stuff, but I drew the line with anal and further than one mate at a time.