'Have you ever thought about life and smile at how beautifully perfect your life is? Well I have," she paused to chuckle shyly. My life is the most perfect life I have ever seen or witnessed, first of all, I was born with a silver spoon, not just any silver spoon but, THE SILVER SPOON and that is because my dad, Mr Reginald Blue or should I say, Prince Reginald Blue, is the prince of the United Arab Emirates. I know, I know, I don't look like an Arabian but...'

"Pfftt, you don't even have a dad," A stout bald man with a pot belly said to the girl who was speaking loudly to her reflection in the mirror and the little smile which she had forced on her face dropped as she turned to glare at the man.

"Yeah of course, I don't have a dad,thanks for the reminder." Dork, she added in her mind.

The stout man raised his brows, "That was what you told me when you were seeking for a job here or, were you lying?"

"No Ed, I wasn't, I have no father." If not that Ed was her only means to having dinner tonight and breakfast tomorrow, she would have punished him for how he made her feel right now. She had told him she didn't have a father only to get him to allow her work in his establishment because as he said, it was only open to people who 'claim' to be eighteen years and above and those who had a valid reason and as she really needed the job, she gave out information which included her not having a father.

"Yeah, I would have just claimed to be nineteen," she muttered.

"What?" Edward asked.

"Nothing Ed, we are cool."

"Look Brooke, I don't want you to go telling our customers that you and your father rule the Emirates. This establishment has been on for close ten years with a very good reputation and I wouldn't want that to change so please, behave yourself, okay?" Brooke nodded and sighed internally. It's not that she wanted to tell people that but, she had to.

"Okay, since it's your first time on the job, I got you a young lad, you know, I wouldn't want those old men with their big ol' dick to injure you." He chuckled and Brooke forced a smile on.

"Thanks Ed." Exhaling deeply, Brooke liked around and saw other girls coming in from their already completed first job for the night and was preparing for another one. This was one thing she had never imagined herself doing but, as she was in desperate need for money, she decided to throw caution to the wind and go for it as it was the only thing that could give her the money she needed. She sighed, if only her life had been a little but better, she wouldn't have had to go through this. Letting her thick black hair fall on her shoulders, she asked, " In what room is he, Ed?"

"Room number 24B," Edward replied with a smile. "He's young, you are young, I am sure you will have fun tonight," he chuckled lightly and turned to leave but stopped abruptly. "Just to be clear, you have done this before right?"

"Uhm, er--- I--- of course Ed, absolutely," she replied and gulped as she lowered her eyes to avoid Ed's questioning look."

"Whatever, just get me my money," Ed said and left.

Rubbing her palms together in nervousness, Brooke stepped out of the workers' changing room and made her way to rook 24B. As she walked, she fought with her mind against the thought of quitting the job and going back home but then if she did, she wouldn't get the money she needed and the amount she needed wasn't something she could get from the restaurant where she worked as a cleaner nor was it something she could get from the tips people gave her from playing the guitar or violin by the roadside.

After a long fight with herself, she braved up and unzipped her jacket which exposed the lacy mini gown she wore which gave a clear picture of her body except her boobs and vagina which was covered with a bra and panties, drawing in a deep breath, she pushed open the door of 24B to see a young boy seated with his back facing the door and his left hand carrying his head which was dropped to the side. From where she stood, she could see a dim light reflecting on his face and from the sound she heard, she was sure that he was on some questionable sites.

Seeing that the boy had his attention elsewhere, she tapped gently on the door as she cleared her throat and the boy on hearing the knock, switched of his phone immediately, jerked up from his seat and turned to the door.

"Jesus Christ!" They yelled in unison as they saw each other's face.

"You did not see me her," Brooke said as she zipped up her jacket and turned to leave but the boy held her back stopping her.

"What in the world are you doing here?"

"Yeah, like you are allowed to be here?" The boy shook his head as he pulled Brooke inside the room and closed the door before dragging her to the balcony of the suite.

"Brooke Blue," he called with furrowed brows. Not that he ever thought but, she was among the least people he expected to see here.

"Larry Kavinskey," she replied with a rather sarcastic tune and Larry scoffed.

"So this is what you do? Sleeping with guys for money?"

"You are not so innocent yourself," she crossed her arms against her chest and looked into the woods which was beyond the fences of the building. "Besides, it's just my first time on the job, I really needed the money, I had no option but to come work here."

"What do you need the money for that you are this desperate? And couldn't you get the money from your parents?"

"No it's, er---, I---I, uhm," she cleared her throat and paused her lips.

"Oh, now I get it, no wonder Henry hates you."

"He does not hate me, we just decided not to like each other."

"Hmm?" Brooke replied him with a nod and immediately fled from his side, creating a safe distance between them.

"What? I wasn't going to bite." Her sudden movement had left him surprised.

"You've," she gulped and did a quick survey on his body, "You've got an erection."

"Oh," Larry said and looked down to see his honourable member trying to find its way out of his pants. "Wait!" He exclaimed excitedly, "You know what this means, right?" A smile of mischief came to rest on his face as he took some steps closer to Brooke.