Jackson

Every weekend you’d hook up with rich older men and sleep with them for some extra cash, and for the most part you had kept everything under wraps but it never occurred to you that Jackson your classmate would have different plans for you.

It was weekend like no other than the rest, flirting with a new customer over text messages back and before you knew it you were following the directions of the location where he wanted to meet up. When you got out the cab you looked up to see a very big and expensive hotel which inter made you excited for the pay you’d receive. You entered and went up to the floor he and room number her texted to you, you hated to admit it but you were nervous like the type of nervous where you can feel something was off about this whole thing but you pushed your fear away as you stared down the door.

You didn’t even have to knock since the door was unlocked already, you slowly walked in the room but you weren’t expecting what you were seeing. You saw hundreds of pictures of you with your precious customers and your sexual interaction you started to free out as you walked further into the hotel and when you saw who was standing by you heart nearly dropped, it was Jackson with a smug look on his face. Because he knew he had me right were he wanted me.

Jackson: “Hm? You like the picture I took? I think I was able to capture the real whore in you.” He said almost laughing as he walked closer to you.

Jackson: “I have a deal for you, if you exclusively customer I promise I’ll keep my mouth shut..but if you refuse—“ He cut himself closer as he leaned down, whispering seductively in your ear. While his hot breath engulfed your neck

“Everyone in school will know about your little secret.” He said with one final breath as he leaned back with a grin on his face, extending his hand out.

“So do we have a deal?”