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Breaking rules

Leanne's POV

I've finished taking a shower and getting ready for a client that has booked me for this afternoon. The guy requested I have no others until him today and in a way I'm glad about that, but in other ways it makes me feel worst. When the men do this, they clearly do it because their disgusted at the idea of being with me after someone else and I don't blame them because I feel like that about myself everyday and the only difference is these men are here by choice. Unlike some of us here. I know some of the girls do wanna be here and are happy, but most of us are miserable here and don't have a choice.

"someone looks nice" Mia smiles walking into the bedroom "someone's coming to see in an hour" I mumble "so why do you look so miserable? You haven't had to work all morning" she shrugs confused and I tell her "sweetie, how many times? Try not to think about all that and just go in there do what you have to and leave"

"doesn't make me feel any less..."

"Leanne, don't do this. Not right now" she cuts me off "how do you do it? Just block it all out? Because I try to I really do but..."

"it gets easier over time" she smiles at me sympathetically through pursed lips. "just try and think about something else right now. You don't wanna get all worked up when the client gets here. Did you see who booked you?"

"mhm. It was Michael. Not that to makes a difference" I shrug "sure it does! He tips big, which means more shopping sprees for you. See? Not everything's so bad" she smiles "it's just stuff none of it means anything" I mumble and she sighs "don't do this to yourself"

"but what if he hurts me? Like the last one did" I croak sitting on the edge of the bed and she comes over and wraps her arms around me "I understand you being scared but you have to remember not all clients are that rough. Some are nice" she says softly "but even the nice ones aren't always nice. None of them are not really and..."

"you can't get scared every time a client comes in. I know it's hard sometimes I get it, but sometimes that happens and we just have to deal with it and move on" she tries to reassure me seeing the scared look on my face "c'mon, you need to pull yourself together before your client arrives" she smiles getting up and I nod fighting the back my tears and trying not to break down (yet again)

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Michael's POV

After finally deciding on a shirt, I head to the bathroom to check my hair and stuff looks ok then look down and scrunch my face and go back into the bedroom to change quickly before I'm late. I know I won't be wearing my clothes for very long so it doesn't really matter what shirt I wear, but Leanne's not going to be dressed that long either and she always looks nice just like the other girls make the effort and I don't think there's anything wrong with wanting look presentable when I go there.

After changing my shirt again I finally leave the house then sigh, rolling my eyes seeing Lisa walking up towards the front door. "what do you want!?"

"I just came to see how you are and..."

"well I'm busy sooo.. Go away" I say moving past her to "are you going on a date?" She frowns "nope"

"so why are you all dressed up?" She shrugs "I'm not. now if you don't mind"

"who is she? Do I know her?"

"I'm not going on a date!" I sigh irritated with the questions "and even if I was, me and you are divorced so it's none of your business who I choose to fuck" I shrug and turn to get in my car and she grabs my arms slightly turning me to face her. "Michael, I meant what I said. I still love and I want us to be together as we were before I made that stupid mistake" she sighs and I don't say anything "please can we talk?"