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[19:07 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Hi! :)[19:07 PM]: Hey![19:08 PM]: Nice to see you[19:08 PM]Ashleys Brothel: And you. I'm so glad you're here. :) [19:09 PM]Ashleys Brothel: How are you? [19:09 PM]: I'm ok. I had a headache this morning but now I feel better.[19:10 PM]: I should say, straight up, I was about to get dinner, just as you came online. So at some point I'll have to leave for a few minutes, but I'll be right back, and I am around in general.[19:11 PM]Ashleys Brothel: That's not a problem at all.[19:12 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Sorry it took me a moment to reply, I was just downstairs, I'd left the kitchen radio on by mistake and it was playing out one of those annoying local stations with lots of One Direction and car advertisements. :)[19:12 PM]Ashleys Brothel: I used to work at one of those![19:13 PM]: My brother worked at a radio station once, for about five minutes, he hated it so much.[19:14 PM]: And that's fine.[19:14 PM]: How are you this evening?[19:14 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Really? Radio has been my life, I didn't go to university, I got the chance to work at a radio station and that's what I've done since A-levels. I'm in a back office now, but still in radio. [19:14 PM]Ashleys Brothel: I'm good. :) Not as tired as I have been.[19:14 PM]: That's good[19:15 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Do you get morning headaches too? I wake up with them a lot.[19:15 PM]: Is it exciting working in radio? My brother didn't like it, but then, it's not what he wanted to do as a career[19:15 PM]: I do, yes.[19:15 PM]Ashleys Brothel: I feel like I've had a hangover, but I don't drink! [19:15 PM]Suck Me Off connected.[19:15 PM]Ashleys Brothel: I wouldn't say it was exciting and showbiz, but there are some really nice people in radio. :) [19:16 PM]Ashleys Brothel: I was in charge of news and speech at a station, and one of my favourite parts was meeting and interviewing all sorts of interesting local people. [19:16 PM]Suck Me Off is now Looking.[19:16 PM]Ashleys Brothel: I say "in charge of," I mean I was the news and speech output. D:[19:17 PM]: Ah, ok[19:17 PM]: I guess you meet a lot of people[19:17 PM]: I'd love a job like that[19:17 PM]: Because I don't get out and about much I wish I had a job that allowed me to meet new people, rather than being stuck alone[19:17 PM]: Sorry to hear about your headaches...I don't get them often, but when I do, they totally wipe me out[19:18 PM]Ashleys Brothel: I hope that as well as roleplay, we can keep each other company a bit. [19:18 PM]Ashleys Brothel: I work in a really small office, there are only three of us in my office, and I live on my own, so I'm lonely too.[19:19 PM]: *nods*[19:19 PM]: Fortunately I live with a couple of nice girls, but they're out and about a lot.[19:19 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Are they house-mates? [19:20 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Sorry if I used the wrong word, I have never lived with anyone. Only my parents, and then just me on my own.[19:20 PM]: Yes.[19:20 PM]: I try not to bother them too much. Sometimes I have to get them to help me, but I don't want them to think of me as...I don't know, I like the idea of them thinking of me as just their friend, like anyone else :)
[19:22 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Do you have a nice house? :) [19:22 PM]Ashleys Brothel: I like my new house. It's really sweet. It is a little 17th century stone cottage with really old, thick walls. It's like my castle![19:23 PM]: Not really, but it's OK. The main thing is it's accessible for me. I'm sure a 17th century stone cottage would be lovely, but I doubt how easily I'd get on in it![19:24 PM]Ashleys Brothel: No, there are steps on steps to get to the steps. :[19:24 PM]Ashleys Brothel: :([19:25 PM]Ashleys Brothel: My kitchen is up a step, and then there's a winding staircase up to the bedrooms.[19:25 PM]: Ah :([19:25 PM]: Well, our place is pretty modern. It's not big, but it's clean, not too expensive, and fairly near the station, so I like it.[19:26 PM]: We've been here 18 months...we moved in last year, but we decided to renew our rent for another year[19:26 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Estate agents are a bunch of crooks! Everything has a little fee attached and it all adds up to hundreds.[19:27 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Mine charged me Ł30 just for a landlord reference to tell my new agent I pay my rent![19:27 PM]: They are, absolutely[19:27 PM]: Fortunately, we didn't have to go through an agency, so although our rent isn't especially cheap, we ended up paying less than most of our friends[19:27 PM]: Some of them have absolute horror stories about estate agents[19:27 PM]Ashleys Brothel: My sister rents from my cousin who moved away to Australia, so she gets quite a good deal.[19:28 PM]Ashleys Brothel: My old estate agents charged Ł110 "to draw up a tenancy agreement," which basically means "find a standard tenancy agreement on the computer, change the names, press print." [19:29 PM]Ashleys Brothel: The new one don't charge any fees, they just charge deposit and rent. They make their money by charging the landlords for their service.[19:29 PM]Ashleys Brothel: I don't mind paying a fair, honest rent for my house, but it's when they are nickel-and-diming you for every last little thing, fees here and there, seemingly at random that it is annoying.[19:30 PM]: Agreed, that really sucks.[19:30 PM]Ashleys Brothel: People moan about council tax, but I always say, out of all my monthly bills I mind paying council tax the least. At least you can see what it does, they fix the roads and it keeps libraries and things open, and local people in jobs. :)[19:31 PM]Ashleys Brothel: The gas bill? It just goes to Qatar or somewhere.[19:31 PM]: Yes, I actually really support my local council[19:32 PM]: They've made a lot of public access changes to local buildings, and I would curl up and die without my library, I love to read...and the swimming pool and stuff. I even go to local council meetings sometimes, I'm such a nerd[19:32 PM]Ashleys Brothel: My council is one of those Northern ones that's staunchly Labour, and always has been, and always will be. So it is not the most dynamic of organisations, it is a bit stuck in its ways. [19:32 PM]Ashleys Brothel: But it is better than most. They have kept the swimming pools open and things. :)[19:33 PM]: Mine's...I think Lib Dem minority led.[19:33 PM]: It's not a majority, whatever it is, because they're all mixed up[19:34 PM]: They've closed some stuff, but in general, they support the community well I would say[19:35 PM]Ashleys Brothel: The nearby huge city council has made massive cuts, they've closed sports stadiums and pools and libraries and things, but I'm in a smaller council area and it hasn't been as bad. [19:36 PM]Ashleys Brothel: As you drive into Sheffield, there's a huge billboard up, put there by the council. "WARNING. Tory benefit cuts are coming! Watch out!"[19:36 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Whoops, I said Sheffield. Oh well, I trust you.[19:36 PM]: Hehe, that's cute.[19:36 PM]: Oh, don't worry, I'll pretend I didn't notice[19:37 PM]: Lilly, would it be OK if I stepped away for a minute to get myself my food? I'll be right back :)[19:37 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Of course it would, Brittany. Thank you for being so polite. I really appreciate it. :)[19:37 PM]: No problem, back in a minute :)[19:37 PM]Ashleys Brothel: See you soon! [19:53 PM]: Ok. Hi again[19:53 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Hello. :) Did you have a nice tea?[19:54 PM]: Yes, it was OK[19:54 PM]: I don't eat very fancy...kind of plain[19:54 PM]: But filling :_[19:54 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Good! :) [19:55 PM]Ashleys Brothel: I quite like spicy food, like curry. *blush*[19:55 PM]Steffy Jones disconnected.[19:56 PM]: It can be good[19:56 PM]Ashleys Brothel: You seem like a nice person. :)[19:57 PM]: Thank you...I'm not sure I agree[19:57 PM]: Roleplaying sexual abuse...[19:58 PM]Ashleys Brothel: It's just fiction. People watch far worse things happening in films. [19:58 PM]Ashleys Brothel: I can't watch violent films.[20:00 PM]: True[20:01 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Did you think I did OK last night with the roleplays? [20:01 PM]: Yes, I did...I was more worried about how I played[20:02 PM]: I thought the one where we both played girls was good. I thought the second one was more interesting, though.[20:03 PM]Ashleys Brothel: I'd be happy to do something similar again sometime. Perhaps he comes back, and he still hasn't remembered to have a little wash down there, and she starts to work out it's deliberate. [20:05 PM]: Perhaps, yes. The musk is a big thing for you?[20:05 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Kind of, although it's more along the lines of his lack of consideration for her, and the contrast between that and her sweet clean scent. [20:05 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Does that make sense? :)[20:06 PM]: Yes, of course.[20:07 PM]KuteKatie disconnected.[20:07 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Is there anything you'd like to try or explore tonight? [20:09 PM]: Well, I'm not sure.[20:09 PM]: I like coming up with the backstories, or having the men coax them out.[20:10 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Maybe we could have something like that. Where the man yesterday asked her a few questions when I played him? We could go further into that, he can ask her more stuff. [20:10 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Perhaps he could be Adam, or whatever the social-worker guy was called. [20:13 PM]: Sorry for slow answers, I'm just finishing up my tea. Are you saying you want to play the man again?[20:14 PM]Ashleys Brothel: I'd be willing to, if you find it interesting. I kind of find it interesting to do that side of things. [20:17 PM]: Ok. Am I being selfish by not wanting to play the man?[20:17 PM]: Please do say...I don't want this it become one-sided[20:17 PM]Ashleys Brothel: No, I would only want you to play characters you felt comfortable playing. It wouldn't make for fun RP if you played a character you didn't feel you could. [20:17 PM]Ashleys Brothel: I'm fine playing him. :)[20:18 PM]Ashleys Brothel: If I ever want to change, I'll say. [20:23 PM]: Ok. I'm all yours now. tea is done.[20:23 PM]Ashleys Brothel: OK :) [20:25 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Yes, I am fine playing a man again if you want to be with a man. :) I think I probably play a better man than most men here! *blush*[20:26 PM]: Do you have preferences as to the kind of girl I play?[20:27 PM]Ashleys Brothel: What kind of girl would you like to play? [20:27 PM]: Well, what I meant was, do you want me to play someone more like the fake-tanned, glittery, fake nails etc etc. type?[20:28 PM]Ashleys Brothel: If you wanted to. But if you wanted to change anything, we could work something out. :) [20:29 PM]: :)[20:29 PM]: You're very polite[20:29 PM]: I'm worried we're too polite for each other! I wouldn't mind playing someone a *bit* more natural at some point, or alternative in different ways - hair dye, for example[20:29 PM]Ashleys Brothel: That would be perfectly fine! :) [20:30 PM]Ashleys Brothel: What kind of man would you like me to play? [20:31 PM]: Maybe a *bit* less stinky that last night's one[20:31 PM]: Some musk is OK, though[20:31 PM]: And maybe someone who asks her questions...I don't know, I'm trying to think what kind of mood I'm in[20:32 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Lots of questions about her life, why she's doing this job, does she have no money, and so on? [20:32 PM]: Yes.[20:33 PM]: Or, alternatively, we can play two girls again, like last time. I think the best fit is us playing two girls, or one man, one girl. Playing two girls AND a man is a bit much, between the two of us.[20:33 PM]Ashleys Brothel: I'm happy to play the man if you like. :)[20:34 PM]: Ok[20:34 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Do you maybe have a picture of a girl you'd like to play? [20:35 PM]: I'm looking for one, trying to think.[20:35 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Of course! There is no rush. :)[20:37 PM]: Ok, can we discuss some more details while I look?[20:37 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Certainly! [20:37 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Please ask away. [20:38 PM]: Are there any particular things the man - or you - would like from the girl? I'm thinking more in terms of what she says, what her story is[20:39 PM]Ashleys Brothel: I'd like it to be quite light-hearted, but still be a story of bad luck. Nothing with death or really dark scenes in it, just something quite light, perhaps something he can make fun of a little. [20:39 PM]: Ok, good, that helps.[20:40 PM]Ashleys Brothel: I'm glad.[20:42 PM]: So, maybe a slightly older girl then, late teens or early 20s. Fairly limited opportunities in terms of education and work, hence ending up here.[20:44 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Yes, I think 19 or 20 would be a nice age. Grew up in a fairly poor family, and then perhaps she started uni and couldn't afford to stay in. [20:45 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Did one term and then had to drop out because she couldn't make her tuition fees. [20:46 PM]: Oh, ok. I was thinking less than that - but sure.[20:46 PM]: So, she tried to get a job, but there aren't many places hiring, and maybe her friend convinced her to do something like this, one time...now it's become a regular[20:47 PM]Ashleys Brothel: How do you mean less than that? :) [20:47 PM]: Well, most people don't go to uni, I was thinking she just left school.[20:47 PM]: But maybe that's a bit darker, so yes, uni is good[20:48 PM]Ashleys Brothel: No, I like your idea better. She's a school leaver, she didn't go anywhere after that - had a few part-time jobs in shops and cleaning, but that's all.[20:52 PM]: Alright. In terms of sex acts, do you want another mainly talky, handjobby, kind of scene?[20:53 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Yes, if that's OK with you. He could even touch himself a bit more than he did last night.[20:58 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Are you OK? [20:58 PM]: Yes...sorry, it said you were "typing", so I was waiting :)[20:59 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Oh! It must have been a little error. I wasn't typing! :)[20:59 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Yes, I'd like a more talky scene tonight, too. [21:01 PM]: Ok[21:01 PM]: Well, I guess let's just see how it goes, and we'll make it up as we go along[21:02 PM]Ashleys Brothel: What kind of man would you like me to try and be, Brittany? [21:04 PM]: I don't know. Like I say, not so much on the unwashed...just more, bland, ordinary, questioning.[21:05 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Of course. Someone a bit like the social worker we talked about the other day? :) [21:06 PM]: I think so. I mean, he's kind of creepy, but he works for this I think.[21:07 PM]: Hmm, ok, I have a couple of candidate girls?[21:07 PM]Ashleys Brothel: OK! [21:07 PM]Ashleys Brothel: I'm not sure how creepy I can play, but I'll try![21:07 PM]: http://i.imgur.com/yrK3jYg.jpg orhttp://i.imgur.com/pG1X0zl.png just suggestions but take a peek and see if either works[21:08 PM]Ashleys Brothel: I think the dark-haired girl works best for this. :)[21:09 PM]: Ok, me too[21:09 PM]: I think the pink haired girl is cute, but probably too young.[21:10 PM]: Ok. She can have some fakeness to her, to fit it in a bit more with what you like, maybe lashes, eyebrow pencil, makeup, that kind of thing.[21:10 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Perhaps... fake-fakeness? That's the best way I can put it. [21:11 PM]Ashleys Brothel: She's not the kind of girl who wears lots of lipgloss and lashes and stuff outside of "work," but the brothel owner has asked her to do that, because it's what the men like. So she's faking being fake. :)[21:11 PM]: Ok, that's a good idea, sure.[21:11 PM]Ashleys Brothel: What should her name be? :)[21:12 PM]: Kelly? Tiffany? Candice?[21:13 PM]: And we'll say she is 20.[21:14 PM]Ashleys Brothel: All of those are fine with me, so I'll let you pick her name! :)[21:14 PM]: Ok, Tiffany[21:14 PM]Ashleys Brothel: And his name could be... Adam? He'd be 28. :)[21:15 PM]: Yes, his name was Adam as I recall[21:16 PM]Ashleys Brothel: He can come across all sweet and caring, but slowly he starts to do things like put his hand down his pants while he chats with her... :) [21:17 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Are you OK to go through with this? You seem a bit distracted or down.[21:17 PM]: There was a detail I really liked from yesterday's roleplay[21:17 PM]: Where the guy, can't remember his name, but the smelly guy, said, "I'm not the type of man who goes to places like this", I love that kind of attitude.[21:18 PM]: I guess in this case, it could be Adam saying how he's caring and trying to help young girls, and he's not the kind of man who'd take advantage of them[21:18 PM]: I love how every man sees himself as different, when they're all the same[21:19 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Yes, I enjoyed that little detail, too. He could say it before he says something else. [21:19 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Like "mmngh, I'm not the sort of guy who'd take advantage of such a young girl, sweetie, ohh, how old are you?". [21:19 PM]: Any clothing requests for her? Sorry to obsess over all the details, we can start if you want we've been planning for ages[21:20 PM]Ashleys Brothel: No, I like the planning. :) [21:20 PM]Ashleys Brothel: What do you think she should wear, Brittany? :)[21:20 PM]Suck Me Off is now Looking.[21:21 PM]: Kind of a skimpy party dress? Something clingy and a little trashy[21:22 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Yes, she'd never wear it in her normal life, but she has to, by request. Perhaps he asked the owner for her to wear it. [21:22 PM]Ashleys Brothel: When he phoned up, and booked a session touching up a young girl, as casually as he'd phone a pizza. "Mmn, can you make sure she wears something tight with a lot of cleavage?"[21:23 PM]: Ok. That works well.[21:24 PM]: And she has some glittery nails, thick make-up, glitter gloss, that kind of thing.[21:24 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Yes, those are standard-issue for the girls working there. :)[21:25 PM]Ashleys Brothel: I think we can start, unless you have any other questions? [21:26 PM]: Ok, do you want me to start again>[21:27 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Yes, please. :) [21:31 PM]: Tiffany was squeezed into a clingy, shimmering sequined dress that barely went past her waist, and stooped low to reveal her deep, pale cleavage. She was on six inch platforms with ankle straps, and wore long, curling red fake nails, with glitter tips. Her lips were in a thick smear of bright pink glitter gloss, with dark eyebrow pencil, caked-on make-up, and long fake lashes heavy with mascara. She could barely walk in the ridiculous heels, so when she got into the room, she immediately sank to the bed with a weary sigh. But the moment the door opened, she pulled herself back to her feet, wearing a smile as fake as the glitter dusted onto her pale skin. "Hey there sweetie, I'm Tiffany, why don't you come on in and join me?"[21:33 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Adam smiled, a kind, friendly smile. This was his second visit, although he hadn't mentioned that to the girl working on the desk, or anyone else. He didn't want anyone to think he was the sort of man who was making a habit of visiting this sort of place. He even blushed a little as he stepped through the door, dressed smart-casually in a light blue dress shirt and very dark, tight, smart jeans. "I'd love to, Tiffany," he said, warmly and politely, as he stepped towards her. "Do you mind if I sit on the bed with you? My name's Adam, by the way." [21:35 PM]: Tiffany giggled. "Of course Adam, come on sit down right here with me!" She stood at a ridiculous angle, squeezing her arms together, pushing her breasts out, and when she sat down, she kept her shoulders pushed back awkwardly. The discomfort wasn't too bad; it was less than smiling so sharply all the time. She patted his thigh lightly, leaving her glittery nails there. "How are you today Adam? Any fun plans for the weekend?"[21:37 PM]Ashleys Brothel: He shook his head, and smiled again at how friendly Tiffany was. He knew, deep down, that it was just an act. But a man like him enjoyed it even more because of that! Adam looked at her, looking into her eyes, gazing occasionally down at her cleavage furtively. "Not really, Tiffany," he said, gently. "I've done some shopping today, but mainly I'm just recovering from a hard week at work! How about you?" He sounded so interested in her. [21:39 PM]: Tiffany shook her head. "Oh, shopping? That sounds so fun, I love to go shopping! Picking out some new clothes...like this dress, I got it last week, do you like it?" She stroked the shimmery material lovingly, as though she didn't actually hate the garment, and resent spending her hard-earned money on it. "I don't have any plans...probably going out and dancing with my friends, or maybe going shopping just like you. And I have a salon appointment to get some new nails." She wiggled her clip-ons. "Although I do like these, I think it's time for something new."[21:42 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Adam picked up her hand, gazing at the nails for a few seconds, before resting it back on his thigh where it laid before. With a sweet, warm smile, he nodded his head. "I love those nails, Tiffany, and your dress is so pretty too. You're such a sparkly girl!" He didn't know how much she disliked all this fake stuff. "I'm really not the kind of guy who comes to a place like this," he lied. "This is my first time."[21:43 PM]: Tiffany nodded impassively. She didn't care what he said: all men were like this. It didn't matter if this was his first, or his one hundredth, time; he was here, and that was good enough for her to know what kind of man he truly he was. "Uh huh. Well, sweetie, I'm here to do whatever you want, so you just relax and tell me what you'd like, and I know we can have a good time together!" She smiled brightly, the lights shining off the glitter on her lips, as the 'sparkly girl' showed off for him.[21:46 PM]Ashleys Brothel: He didn't attempt to touch her up, and while some men by this point were raging in their pants, straining to get out, he was only bulging a little bit. He smiled softly and kindly again, a little pitifully. "Tiffany," he said, gently. "Why don't we get to know each other a little better?" He admitted to himself that the sight of her sparkling invitingly for him was appealing, but so was talking to the girl. "You could start by telling me how old you are." [21:48 PM]: "I'm 20!" she answered brightly, as though it was the dream job for a 20 year old to be working in a place like this. "And don't worry, I'm happy to talk!" she admitted, relieved he wasn't already rubbing himself against her or pawing her like some of them did. She knew he would do, eventually - they all did - but for now at least she was free of such clumsy advances. "What else would you like to know about me?" she giggled.[21:48 PM]: (brb)[21:48 PM]Ashleys Brothel: (OK :) )[21:50 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Adam smiled again. "Well, during the week I work at a community centre on the council estate on the west side of town," he said, sweetly. "And part of my job is to help some really sweet, but really disadvantaged young girls get their first steps on the career ladder, talk to them about life, that kind of thing - just give them somewhere to be and someone to talk to when they have no job, really. You seem like such a sweet girl." That pitiful smile again. "And so young. Don't worry, Tiffany. I'm not the sort of guy who takes advantage of young girls, I'm not like the guys who come to this kind of place. You're such a sweetie." [21:54 PM]: Tiffany frowned doubtfully for a moment. She knew the community centre, she'd even been there, although she'd never met Adam. Ignoring his protestations that he was somehow different, she continued guardedly. "Oh, wow, that sounds like such a...a fulfilling job," she said, trying to hide her distaste at a man like this having access to young girls. "I'm sure I could have used someone like you to talk with back when I was leaving school!" she said in a playful manner. She continued softly stroking his thigh with her hand, a scrawl of a rose tattoo trailing around the slim, pale wrist.[21:56 PM]Jessica Leitz connected.[21:56 PM]Ashleys Brothel: He accepted her stroking and smiled warmly, but didn't try and make her go any further, didn't thrust his cock towards her or anything, although he was starting to grow a little down there. "It is. I love my job, I love knowing I made a difference in someone's life... did you leave school, Tiffany?" he asked, softly. "Did you go on to do further education or anything, or just leave at sixteen?" [22:00 PM]: She shook her head. "No, I stayed for sixth form, but when I was 17 I pretty much stopped, so I could work. Then I lost that job, and I couldn't really go back, because I'd missed too much. It's okay, though, I didn't really want to go to university anyway." She smiled encouragingly. "Your job sounds really great - I'd love to have something where I felt I was actually making a difference, not just dressing up in little dresses..." Realizing she was speaking out of turn, she returned to her act. "But then again, I just loooove dressing up like this, do you think I look sexy, Alex?" she giggled.[22:00 PM]: *Adam, soryr[22:00 PM]: *sorry[22:02 PM]Terry Twelve disconnected.[22:02 PM]Ashleys Brothel: He smiled again at her little act, and nodded. "I do, Tiffany," he said, his voice deepening a little. "You look really pretty, and sweet too. But I think you do make a difference in this job, to lots of men's lives." He sounded almost like he was trying to convince himself, rather than her. "You make a lot of men really happy, and more relaxed. What jobs did you do once you'd dropped out of school, Tiffany?" [22:02 PM]Ashleys Brothel: ((Am I doing OK?))[22:03 PM]: (Yes, am I?)[22:04 PM]Ashleys Brothel: (You are!) [22:05 PM]: She cooed. "Awww, thanks sweetie, I guess I do make a difference in a way. Still, I think your job is way more important..." She shook her hair about her shoulders and continued. "I got a job working in a shop, but then the branch closed down, so I had to find something else. There wasn't that much left in retail, I got in a training programme for a supermarket but I didn't get hired, and by then, I really needed to work. So my friend let me know about this place...and I've been working here, on and off, ever since!"[22:08 PM]Ashleys Brothel: "Well, university isn't for everyone, sweetie," he said, sounding a little patronising in the process. "Lots of people find that they don't want to go, or can't go, and that's fine. Not everyone can become a professor or something!" He laughed, softly and warmly. "I mean, I went to university, I did a degree in social studies, and that's how I got the job I have now. But the country can't have everyone in jobs like mine - who would work at the tills, or clean our offices, or relieve..." He trailed off before he said something dirty. "A lot of the sweet, disadvantaged girls I meet in my work are so nice to be around, and I'm sure they'll all make something of themselves. It's great to meet them, I wouldn't get to without work." [22:11 PM]: Tiffany felt her skin crawl at that comment. "Uh huh. Well, I guess that's right. Still, it seems a bit wrong that anyone has to work h- I mean, to work in some places. I wish things were a bit more equal. If they still had the EMA I could have gone back to college, but the government scrapped it. It's the little things like that that make it so much harder...it's not like there's lots of jobs floating around if you don't stay in school." She shrugged, then tried to lighten the mood. "Oh well, things always turn out right in the end!"[22:13 PM]Ashleys Brothel: "Everyone has to work somewhere, Tiffany," he smiled, that pitiful smile again. "Some of us work in higher-paid jobs than others, that's true. Perhaps it's not fair, but then people work hard to get jobs like mine. And I'll always need someone to stack my food in the supermarket, hoover my office, and so on. And you are very pretty, and sweet, Tiffany." His hand roamed upwards a little, resting against his growing bulge. "Do you spend a lot of money on things, sweetie? I mean, clothes and shoes and makeup... but also rent and bills?" [22:15 PM]: (Hmm...I'm not sure how to answer that. Would you prefer she's more profligate, or not? Sorry to break character)[22:15 PM]Ashleys Brothel: ((Perhaps she tells him how little money she has to spend, and how much she struggles...))[22:17 PM]: (Ok)[22:18 PM]: She shook her head. "No, not at all! I mean, I have to look good for work, so clothes and makeup and things, sometimes, sure...but that's only when I've made sure I can make rent, pay the water bill, council tax...it all really adds up. I live in a flat, and the flat next door are all middle class kids in uni...they're nice enough, but it bothers me they don't have to pay council tax, because they're students, but I do. Even though they have so much more money than me." She looked down, worried. "Honestly, sometimes things can get really tight around the end of the month."[22:21 PM]Ashleys Brothel: He remembered the date, the 24th, and smiled inwardly. The poor girl was desperate, this was her lean time of the month. He felt himself grow in his pants at the thought, which made him blush a little. "That's just how things work, though, isn't it Tiffany? It's not fair sometimes, but I guess those kids are all bettering themselves." More like partying and spending daddy's money, he thought to himself with a smile. His voice grew delicate, and a concerned look spread across his face, even as his penis throbbed under his hand. "Are you struggling right now, Tiffany? It's near the end of the month, isn't it?" [22:24 PM]: She wrung her hands together. She wasn't really meant to talk like this to the clients, they were meant to pretend to be happy all the time, but Adam seemed nice enough, a good listener..."Honestly, it's difficult. I can't go grocery shopping again till the end of the month, if I'm going to be able to pay my phone bill and rent on time, and it's not like I have a lot of stuff in my kitchen now. I'll make it, it's just going to be hard, dodging my landlord for a week."[22:27 PM]Ashleys Brothel: As she spoke, he sat there, listening kindly, with that look of concern on his face. But Adam's hand did otherwise. He undid the belt and top button of his jeans, and slipped his hand under the material, starting to squeeze and knead his bulging erection as he looked at her, listened to her, talked with her. He carried on, as if he had done nothing. "That's awful, Tiffany," he said, gently. "You should pay your rent first in that situation, because having a roof over your head is more important than a phone." He knew it was poor advice, but he was more interested in himself now. "Are you... are you getting desperate for money? Mmngh," he let his first lustful grunt out. "Are you hungry, Tiffany?" [22:30 PM]: Her eyes flitted to his crotch, a little taken aback that her moment of vulnerability had so aroused him. With a chill in her stomach, she began to realize this itself was what was turning him on. "I'm...I'm not hungry now, but when I get home I won't have much to eat, and by the end of the month, I'll be down to scraps," she admitted, her brightness fading as she began to recognise what kind of man this was. "I wouldn't say I'm desperate, just...I really want to find something better than this, something with steady pay." Something where I don't have to talk to men like you, she thought.[22:32 PM]Ashleys Brothel: "It's okay, honey," he said, softly and kindly again, smiling gently, still rubbing his manhood slowly up and down under his jeans. "It'll all be OK. We'll get you through to the end of the month, Tiffany." He slid closer to her on the bed, his thigh touching hers. "I'm not the kind of man who'll take advantage of you," he lied again. "You're just a really sweet, bright girl who's hit on a difficult patch for cash, it happens to everyone now and then." [22:34 PM]: She nodded uncertainly, some of the glitter gone from her smile, even if it still caked her skin, lips, and nails. "Yes, but next month it'll be the same...and there'll be the quarterly bills too, water and electricity, so it'll be even worse! I've tried applying for jobs, but the Job Centre's no help, there's no real advice or anything, and everywhere you either need 2 years experience, or higher education..."[22:36 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Adam gently picked up the hand that rested on his thigh, and held it softly, giving it a tender little squeeze. "It's okay, Tiffany," he cooed again, comfortingly. "You'll find something in the end." His advice was empty, he knew, but he was starting to feel the lust of being so close to this sweet, vulnerable girl. "Tell me a little about the place where you live, sweetie. Is it a nice house, or flat? Do you share, or live alone?" [22:39 PM]: "It's a flat. I share it with two other girls, one of them works here, the other's a friend from school. I think she's in telesales now...although the commission isn't very good. She might end up here too, I guess. It's not really a three person flat, but it's cheaper that way, and we just turned the main room into a bedroom. It's all pretty cramped...the student flat upstairs is twice as bad, even though there's only three of them too. At least it's close to the town centre...cuts down on bus fares. I don't have a car or anything, and my bike got stolen."[22:39 PM]: *twice as big[22:39 PM]: (Hmm, is this too dark? You said you wanted something lighter...I can fluff it up more)[22:39 PM]Ashleys Brothel: (Yes, a mix of light and dark would be nice. :) )[22:40 PM]Ashleys Brothel: "Who's the roommate who works here?" he asked, smiling. He wondered if it was a girl he'd met before, although he wouldn't admit that to her. "It sounds quite cosy, anyway," Adam smiled, squeezing her hand again. "As long as you all get on, living at such close quarters can be good." He thought of the house he had to himself, on the estate on the outskirts of town. [22:43 PM]: "Her name is Jessica," she said absently, wondering why someone who'd never been here before would want to know that. "Cosy...I guess. It can be nice, sometimes. We try to make it pretty, keep it clean. We had the gas cut off over winter, but we bought a space heater at a yard sale and used it to keep things warm, snuggled up...it was kind of fun, in a way, although I still wish we'd had central heating! And at least I'm not alone...we help each other out, we're all in the same situation basically, girls like us have to stick together."[22:46 PM]Ashleys Brothel: He'd never met Jessica here before, but he made a mental note to book her next time he felt like visiting, and sating his selfish urges. The thought of the three of them, cute and young and pretty, snuggling up together in a cold house because they couldn't pay the gas bill was so cute and appealing to him, and he smiled, and let out a soft, gentle laugh. "I wish I could have come and snuggled up with you too, it's been so cold lately!" He laughed again. "It's always good to stick together, Tiffany. Did you all snuggle really close together, cuddling up, leaning on each other's boobs and things?" It was obvious where this question was coming from, as he carried on stroking under the jeans. [22:47 PM]: Tiffany grimaced in distaste. Why did men always have such perverted fantasies? The truth was they'd just dived under the covers, each wearing thick layers. But she made sure to make a playful image for him: "Oh yes, all of us in our skimpy little pyjamas, snuggling up and hugging!" she giggled, completely fabricating the scene for his enjoyment. "Like I say, it's not all bad...I was almost sad when Jessica sold some of her clothes so we could save up to get the gas reconnected."[22:50 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Adam smiled and laughed again. "That sounds really sweet!" His imagination went wild, as his mind ran away with thoughts of them giggling and cuddling and kissing and touching each other under the covers. He couldn't leave himself so uncomfortable any longer, and he blushed. "Umm, Tiffany," he said. "I hope you don't take this the wrong way, but... I'm not the kind of man who normally does this kind of thing, and I wouldn't normally ask. But... do you mind if I undo my jeans? And have a little... touch? Like I say, I wouldn't normally ask, I don't usually come to this kind of place or anything..." [22:51 PM]: Tiffany's smile was glaringly false. "Of course, hunni!" she said through gritted teeth. "You get comfortable, and if there's anything you want me to do to help..." She removed her hand from his thigh and moved it to his hip, holding lightly as she smiled vacantly at him, thrusting her chest forward again. He wasn't like other men, he'd said...and here he was, proving he was exactly the same.[22:54 PM]Ashleys Brothel: There was that sickening zzzzip sound that had become all too familiar to Tiffany, as the man undid his jeans, and lowered them to the floor, before reaching under the elastic of his damp, tight underwear and pulled that down, too, revealing his erect, oozing penis, which he then wrapped his hand around, and started to stroke, slowly up and down, looking all the time at the girl, and her sweet, young body and face. "You're such a sweet girl, Tiffany," he said, gently, still looking concerned even as he masturbated in front of her. "I hope you make it through the month." [22:56 PM]: She nodded impassively. "Uh huh. I can...see how concerned you are. Thank you for being so thoughtful," she said in a grim, metallic tone. Watching him openly masturbate after all she'd told him was more than a little distasteful. Cagily, she had to ask: "Alex...when you work with the young girls at the community centre, do you ever...well, how do you feel about the situations some of them are in? Poor, needing jobs, unable to stay in school?"[22:58 PM]: *Adam, sorry, don't knnow why I keep mixing that up[22:58 PM]Ashleys Brothel: He blushed a little, still touching himself slowly and deliberately, oozing out fluids all over his hand, and onto the pretty sheets of the soft bed. "I feel sad for them, Tiffany," he said, his voice gentle and kind. "They're such sweet girls, and so pretty, often very bright and kind, and I feel sad that they don't have any opportunities in life, and struggle in education, and can't find work, or stay in school. Such pretty, sweet girls..." [22:59 PM]Ashleys Brothel: He carried on. "Lots of them end up working in places like this... or strip clubs, showing their boobs to men... so young, and pretty, it's so sad." [23:01 PM]: He didn't seem particularly sad. "Yes, lots of the girls working here are in a similar situation...couldn't pay for uni, couldn't find a job, couldn't stay at school...teen moms, girls whose benefits have been cut...Jessica, my flatmate, wanted to work at the strip club, but she was 17. So she came here instead, and now, well, she's still here." She shrugged. "Still, at least you're working to help these girls...right?"[23:05 PM]Ashleys Brothel: The mention of sweet, desperate teen moms made his cock ooze out a large amount of ick all over his hand, and the sheets, as he groaned gently. "I am, Tiffany. We help them find work experience, and college courses, and things. I've just got a sweet young girl called Emma onto a college hairdressing course, she dropped out of school at sixteen and didn't have a job or anything." Sweet, blonde Emma, he thought to himself. The one with the big blue eyes, tons of makeup, and no money at all. He grunted again at the thought. "I just like helping girls out." [23:07 PM]: "I can tell..." she said nervously, watching as he soiled the clean sheets with his foul male ooze. "Well, I hope it works out well for her. I think Melissa did a hair course...or maybe it was nails. She's working here to pay for her next course, and then maybe she can get a job in a salon," she said hopefully - fully suspecting that Melissa would still be working here when she was 25.[23:09 PM]Ashleys Brothel: He stroked himself a little faster now, blushing as his voice became more lustful, his words became a little nastier, a little more obvious in their intent. "So are all the girls here desperate? Poor? Do they struggle at the end of the month, and need money to pay the rent, and food, and gas? I mean, I wouldn't normally come to a place like this," he lied again. "How old are you again, Tiffany?"[23:12 PM]: "I'm 20..." she said, watching as he stroked more rapidly. "A lot of the girls here are younger, teenagers, some are just 16 or so. They're all like me, really. I mean some of them went to uni, but dropped out, and some of them left school at 16. But it's mostly the same. Struggling for rent, late on bills, skimping on food. It's hardest on the mums, who have kids to feed. But all of us struggle. Especially at the end of the month, or around Christmas, or something like that. It's better in the summer holidays...more people come, there's more work."[23:13 PM]Ashleys Brothel: ((Am I doing OK? Do you want me to take the conversation in any particular direction? :) ))[23:14 PM]: ((I think maybe move to a conclusion? Not that I'm not enjoying the scene, just that he seems about ready to cum soon))[23:16 PM]Ashleys Brothel: "Tiffany," he grunted. "That's... that's so sad, babe." He wasn't really listening to her at this point, just spouting out platitudes and letting his lust grow stronger and stronger, as he oozed out disgusting fluids onto the pretty sheets. "Umm, sweetie," he blushed again. "I'm sorry to have to ask this, but... you know, I wouldn't normally, but... it's just... umm, Tiffany." Finally, he spat it out. "Where can I come, Tiffany?" [23:18 PM]: She winced, but quickly fell into her familiar spiel. "You can cum wherever you like, cutie. We have tissues, or the sheets. Or maybe you'd like to cum somewhere on me...my hands maybe?" she asked hopefully, before resignedly adding, "Or maybe you'd prefer my face, or my dress...It's completely up to you, though. You're the customer, and I'm here to help you."[23:18 PM]Ashleys Brothel: ((Is there anywhere you'd like him to do it?))[23:19 PM]: ((We did nails last time, so maybe face or dress this time? Mix it up a bit. But I don't mind if you want to do nails again either :) ))[23:20 PM]Ashleys Brothel: ((She hates the dress, so it wouldn't be very destructive. I'll get him to make her go through the options again!))[23:20 PM]: ((Oh, that's a good thought.))[23:20 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Adam smiled at this, and looked her up and down, lustfully. "Oh, Tiffany," he groaned, his lust growing, his cock starting to get closer and closer to that messy, sticky point of no return. "Will you show me those nails, baby? Tell me what they look like?" [23:23 PM]: Tiffany held out her nails uncertainly. "Well, they're red lacquer, with glitter tips...Melissa, the girl I told you about, she did them for me. They're 1.1 inches, which is the longest I've had in a while...I really like them." She was getting worried by his urgency. "Maybe you'd prefer my nice shiny dress? I only bought it last week, but I'm sure it'll wash clean. Or my face? My glittery lips and long lashes? Wouldn't they make a prettier target than my nails?" she pleaded.[23:26 PM]Ashleys Brothel: "Your makeup is really pretty," groaned Adam as he slowed down, not wanting to do it all over himself, the mess he had built up over the course of the working week. "You're so sweet and pretty and desperate. Honey, this is going to sound bad, but... but... umm, I wouldn't normally ask this. But would you get on your knees for me, Tiffany? I want to do something together." He groaned at the nasty thought that had popped into his mind. [23:27 PM]: Tiffany's smile was as fake as her nails as she clambered from the bed, wobbling on her heels, and lowered herself to her knees. At the angle, her cleavage bulged obscenely, and her brown eyes turned upwards, hope and desperation mixed together as she tried to imagine what horribly depraved thoughts this man who 'wasn't like the other men' had thought up.[23:28 PM]Ashleys Brothel: He took his manhood, throbbing and fat and tensed-up, in his hand, and grunted again as he felt a glop of messy fluids land on the carpet between them, before he aimed it towards her with a smile. "I'm so, so sorry, Tiffany. I'm not the kind of guy who does this, but I'm going to come on your face. While I do it, will you... do something for me, baby?" He stroked more urgently now. [23:31 PM]: Tiffany fluttered her long fake lashes. At least her nails would be safe...but she didn't like the look of his cock, oozing so messily it almost seemed syphilitic. "W-w-what do you want me to do for you, sweetie?" she asked nervously, her sweet voice failing to hide her anxiety.[23:33 PM]Ashleys Brothel: "I'm really, really sorry, Tiffany. I'm going to masturbate, and I'm going to come on your face, and while I do it, I want you to look up at me and talk very sweetly, about how desperate you are, and how little money you have, and how you never got any qualifications. When I start... when I start to... mmngh, to come, I don't want you to stop talking. I want you to keep telling me how young and desperate you are, while I do it on your face." He groaned at the thought, struggling to hold it back now. [23:36 PM]: Tiffany almost objected. It was so obscene what he was suggesting that she struggled to comprehend it. But she managed to control her nerves, just about. "I...I'm 20, and..." she craned her glittery, made-up face back and looked up at him, smiling uncertainly. "I'm really struggling for money now that rent is due, and I - I don't know how I'm going to find a better job," she admitted. She wasn't even making this up to please him - every word spilling out was true. "I have some GCSEs, but not the good ones like Science and Maths, and I didn't finish any AS levels..."[23:38 PM]Ashleys Brothel: All Adam could do now was apologise, grunt, quicken the pace of the hand wrapped around his obscenely throbbing penis, and let go. "I'm... oh, I'm sorry, Tiffany," were the last words he gasped out before the slit at the head of his cock opened up, and a sickeningly thick, white, gloopy, creamy load of messy, salty semen spewed forth. It arced in the air for a moment before landing squarely on Tiffany's cheek, splattering up into her soft, dark hair, hot and wet and steaming and disgusting. "Mmngh!" [23:40 PM]: Tiffany kept talking even as it rained down on her like his cock was spitting on her. "My phone might be cut off this month..ewww!" As some splatted onto her cheek. "And my flatmate might have to start working here because her job doesn't pay enough - oh, gross!" As some dribbled into her hair. "And I can't even afford to go back to college and get a qualification, so I'm stuck in this rut - yukkie!" As a putrid smatter hit her chin and dribbled down her neck. "And it's all just so unfair!"[23:43 PM]Ashleys Brothel: While she spoke, he looked down at her hungrily, lustfully, as his second and third bursts of steamingly messy, disgusting white ball-batter sickeningly splurted out of the tip of his penis. They both landed across her glittery lips, her nose, and her forehead, with the second of the two letting a thick, globby chunk cling to her lashes messily. Her cute complaints - ewwie, yukkie, gross - made him groan, and grunt, and come harder. "So young and sweet," he grunted out.[23:44 PM]: Her final words were, "I'm 20..." before she lapsed into silence, not risking opening her mouth as a huge messy splat of batter coated her lips. She could feel the makeup oozing off her face in a pallid glittery river of humiliation, feel the creamy-white ball-splodge thickening in her hair, drying on her skin.[23:48 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Adam cleared his pipes onto her, the backed-up, messy, sticky spunk splurging out onto her. His last couple of messy, thick, gluey shots were more like globby blobs of ick, rather than the ropes he had shot over her before. They flopped out nastily across her glittery face, with one landing on her right eye, forcing the false lash to start to roll down her cheek in a particularly disgusting chunk of sludgey cum. "Oh, you poor thing, Tiffany," he said, softly, as he surveyed his damage. [23:50 PM]: She had to close her eyes, just kneeling there, humiliated, face half glued shut. "Mmmhmmm," she burbled, trying not to let any of the cock-slime dribble into her mouth. She was slumped, defeated - a loser. As dejected as the girls who walked into Adam's office, as dejected as every girl who worked in this place.[23:51 PM]Vindictive Deprave connected.[23:51 PM]Ashleys Brothel: Adam was one of life's winners. The small amount of money he'd had to take out of his monthly pay to visit had given him the opportunity to thoroughly demean and degrade a sweet, young, pretty, desperate girl. He smiled at the thought, as he started to stuff his softening, dripping cock back into his pants, looking all the time down at her. "I win," he thought to himself. "You lose." [23:52 PM]: (Do you want her to say anything else?)[23:52 PM]Ashleys Brothel: ((Just one more thing and we will end it there?))[23:53 PM]: ((Sure!))[23:54 PM]: She stayed on the ground. Distastefully licking aside the thick milk-moustache he'd given her, she said in an overwrought voice, "Is there anything else, sweetie...th-th-thank you for, for listening to me, about my problems..."[23:55 PM]Ashleys Brothel: He stood over her, fully clothed, smiling down at her, that kind, gentle, caring smile again. "No, sweetie, I think our time is up. But... I'll be sure to come back next time you need someone to listen!" He turned to leave. [23:55 PM]Ashleys Brothel: ((Done! :) ))

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