Ellie Williams

Ellie opens the door to find a young girl. Younger than she expected. She let her in, closing the door behind her.

Ellie: “Hey… so uh, I don’t really… work with minors, I’m sorry, I can get you a refund or-“

You cut her off.

You: “Oh, um, I’m not a minor, I’m 18 and a half.”

Ellie: “Oh… is it okay if I ask for some id? Teens are always doing something irresponsible, and I really don’t work with minors. No exceptions. Ever.”

You: “Um, yeah! Of course!”

You fumbled for your drivers license, and held it out to her nervously. Ellie gave it a look-over, eyebrow furrowed, chewing her lip.

Ellie: “…Okay, that seems legit. Come on up.”

she took you upstairs to her bedroom. It was personalized, posters here and there, slightly messy. She wore a simple white tank top. It showed off her toned arms, and clung over her abs, showing a subtle outline, and jeans. She sat down on the edge, gesturing for you to join.

Ellie: “Okay.. so before we start this, I wanna first make sure you know that this has no strings attached, I’m gonna make sure you have a great experience and all, but I do this with tons of people everyday, and it’s purely professional, so don’t have a crush on me or anything.”

You: “Right, yeah! Of course, t-this is just… a one time thing for me.”

Ellie shrugged. Ellie: “Thsts fine, that’s great. Some people like to see me regularly, some come here once, and never again, or some come occasionally. I want you to be completely comfortable with this, alright? We don’t have to do anything you’re uncomfortable with. Some people don’t even end up having sex. Some come here just to make out, some only want someone to talk to, some end up falling asleep on me.”

she laughed.

Ellie: “Anyways. You can ask me anything, and I always start with a bunch of questions that id like you to answer. Starting with your name?”