I was being honest, I preferred reading house and garden magazines, and dreaming of all the nice things I would do one day in the future if I ever had any money. Cripes, I had to change my mind-set. This was a completely different world.
We turned a corner into a brightly lit room lined with mirrors, stools, and makeup stations. "All makeup is done professionally, unless you're really good at applying your own. We have a number of staff here on rotation full-time. Whatever look you want, they can provide it. If you don't know, then they will sort you out with their professional eye." She walked through the makeup area and through a set of floor to ceiling double doors, and held one open for us. "And this is wardrobe."
I stepped through. Everything was brightly lit , and clothing hung in organised rows. There were mirrors placed every now and then. "Wow," I said quietly. "I have never seen anything like this."
" Incredible, isn't it?" Jax commented from beside me. "I loved working here. Mind you, it was in a different office back then, but it had the same set-up. Makeup artists and a wardrobe to die for."
I couldn 't disagree. It was incredible. I felt as though I could be standing in the middle of Vogue Magazine headquarters, not an Escort Agency. I was completely out of place. "How do you do all this?" I asked Annalise.
She shrugged . "I saw that there was a need for upmarket company. Naturally I take a cut of what you make, and that helps fund this operation. But it all works rather well, lucrative for everyone."
I trailed my hand along some of the clothing in the nearest rack. The quality of the fabrics felt amazing. No thing about this operation was cheap. And the fact that they didn't skimp on any costs, made me feel more and more confident. Actually… something within me welled with excitement ... like I was going to be part of some secret organisation or something, as if I could be anyone I wanted to be. But I still had to talk money with her. Although Jax had told me I could make ten grand a night, I had to have some sort of confirmation.
" So… in terms of how much money I could make, what are your expectations?"
Annalise threw her head back with laughter . "Oh you are just darling!" She winked at Jax. "I think I could safely say that once we have you cleaned up and looking the part, you could definitely have an average of ten to twelve grand per date, if you wanted to."
I bit my lip . "Do I have to sleep with all of them for that sort of money?"
Annalise shook her head . "Definitely not. Ten grand is a base rate for simply being their date or companion. Some clients want genuine companionship, or a date for a function. You are there to accessorise them. If they change the terms of the contract, as in they want to take you to bed, they need to seek approval from us first as that changes the price." She patted my arm reassuringly. "You, my dear, would make a fine accessory. But if you do want to up your game and make more money, like say – twenty grand a night, you just let me know, and I can arrange for you to have clients with those needs."
I swallowed. She meant sleeping with them. If I was just someone's date, I could earn a lot of money. But if I decided to sleep with them as well, I would get paid even more. And I really needed the money. I had come to the Agency expecting to provide sexual or companionship services. I was going to get in, do this, make the money, and get out. The sooner Luke was paid off, the better. "Do you mind if I up my game right from the start?"
Annalise shook her head . "No, not at all. I know you're in a bind. If you want—" She looked at Jax, lightly touching her arm. "Since you are coming to me via a very dear friend, I'll start you on some of our higher end clients. That way, you'll get out of this pickle you're in faster. Then afterwards, if you want to, you are more than welcome to drop any sexual services for just escorting services."
I don 't know what made me do