CHAPTER 4

Tricia sighed and gave them a mocking facial expression.

When Glenda entered the resto-bar, Katrina glared at Tricia and raised her eyebrows in anger. "Don't be so cocky, now virgin girl. Tomorrow, you will just be like the rest of us."

"Stop bullying her, sissy. Just give her some tips so she can make her customers satisfied," Regine said.

Katrina calmed down and gave a piece of advice for their new member. "Well, welcome to the club Virgin girl, you are a beautiful woman and you look so innocent. That's what men are looking for nowadays, so you should go wild and act like a slut as if you are not new to this kind of work. Also, be patient if your customer has bad breath or if he has body odor. If they touch you on different parts of your body, let them do it as long as you're paid. Selling your body is the reason this resto-bar exists, so don't even try to complain. Forget about the word respect while you are here.

What men like is a clingy, seductive slut. Begin by telling vulgar stories about yourself, such as how good you are in bed and how you enjoy riding on cck to make them hornier. And once you get into the actual sx, make sure to ride him like a pro. I assure you that is the key to satisfying our customers and they will come back to you. Last but not the least, don't agree if they don't wear a condom, or else you will become a young single mom. Most of our customers just want to release their sexual desires, so be smarter than them."

"And also, tell the man to f*ck you slowly. I'm sure you'll be hurt in your first experience," added Moira.

Tricia felt a frantic bubble of fear rise up inside her as she was already imagining some wild things that might happen the moment she met her client.

"But trust me, sx only hurts at the beginning, but once you get used to it, sx becomes pleasurable and addictive," said Regine.

Unbeknownst to Tricia, Efron followed her to her work; he felt sad and guilty of scolding her, and he could not help but care for her. He was sitting at a store and keeping an eye on Tricia's every move.

At 7:30 in the evening, more prostitutes, women, and men of different ages occupied the streets. But what caught Efron's attention was the red Ferrari that arrived in front of the resto-bar where Tricia works.

As the door opened, a man in his 40s came out wearing corporate attire. He was a tall, white man with an average body. Efron was alarmed, and he walked towards the resto-bar and shouted Tricia's name to get her immediate attention as soon as he got near them.

"Tricia, do you work here?" Efron asked.

Tricia, Glenda, and the old man in corporate attire turned around and were shocked by Efron's sudden appearance, especially Tricia, who was on the verge of panic as she did not see it coming.

"And who are you?" asked Glenda, raising her eyebrow at him.

"I'm Efron, a teacher and Tricia's close friend; I was walking alone when I saw and recognized her, so I called her name to confirm her identity. I am glad to finally see her again safe and sound, I thought she was sick yesterday," Efron replied, smiling at Tricia.

Tricia rolled her eyes at Glenda and denied knowing Efron. "I'm sorry Ma'am Glenda, I don't know who that guy is. Maybe he has mistaken another girl to be me!"

The lie slipped so smoothly that it surprised Efron.

Glenda gave a frustrated sigh. "Well, why does he know what your name is? Don't tell me that you have the same name as the other girl?"

Efron's face reddened as his excitement turned to anger. "Tricia, why are you humiliating me like this? Aren't we lovers? I brought you flowers earlier, but you snubbed me. Are you lusting over a stranger, old guy?"

The old man held his corporate attire in irritation. "I am sorry, Glenda. I am taking back my money if Tricia is flirting with other guys!"

Tricia dragged Efron into his arms to a distant place, and she glanced quickly in all directions to make sure they could not be overheard. "Don't screw it up, are you following me like a shadow to ruin my job?"

There was a hint of a whine in Tricia's voice, yet Efron continued to be persistent.

"What if I am? I wanted to protect you, Tricia. Please, don't let that man take away your pride and dignity in exchange for instant money," he pleaded.

Tricia raised her voice in frustration. "Do you think I am happy doing this crap? That is a dumb question! Leave me alone please, or else I will basted you!"

Glenda and the old man approached them, and Glenda didn't hold her tongue and angrily shouted at Tricia, not caring whether how rough her voice sounded and if she would cause trouble. "Hey, what does this mean, Tricia? Don't tell me that guy is your f*cking boyfriend?"

Her sharp voice reaches everyone's ear in the area, and they all heed attention to the scene.

Efron defended Tricia from Glenda to save her from further humiliation. "Don't yell at her, I'm the one who went here, so I'm the only one to blame!"

Efron also tasted harsh words from the old woman whose blood was already boiling like hot water. "Yes, it's all your fault, stupid b*tch! If you're looking for a prostitute, I'll just give you another woman except for Tricia, who is already taken. But unless you pay a higher amount, then I will let you have her!"

Efron found himself desiring her more, so he raised his bet. "Sorry, but she's the only one I'll take. I will pay 300 dollars for a one-night stand!"

Tricia looked at Efron and her eyes widened in shock. "That's exaggeratedly ridiculous. Are you f*cking kidding me?"

"Of course, I am doing this to save your dignity and pride," Efron replied.

"Please stop this nonsense, Efron... you're just looking desperate to get me."

"Okay, then what is your bet, Mr. Carlo?" asked Glenda.

Carlo noticed a small smirk playing on Glenda's lips. He knew she was definitely taking advantage of the situation.

"I am so sorry bro, but I am willing to pay 500 dollars for that lovely girl. You've got some nerve to compete with me, even after you saw my expensive car. How naive!"

Glenda held her paled cheek as she was flabbergasted. "Did I hear that right? You are offering 500 dollars for my virgin prostitute?"

Carlo crossed his arms over his shoulders and sighed. "Of course, although I need to have assurance that she is still a virgin, otherwise I will take back my payment!"

Glenda turned her gaze to Efron. "I'm sorry, young handsome man, but you've lost the bet. However, if you still want, I have plenty of prostitute girls you can f*ck at a very affordable price."

Tricia removed Efron's hand from her shoulder. "Did you hear that, sir? You lost the bet, so get lost and go back to your home, okay? Better luck next time!" She held her client's hand and spoke to him in a seductive voice. "Hi sir, I will give you everything you want."

Tricia was all soft curves and glowing warmth. Her light brown hair fell forward over her shoulders in twin braids, drawing his eyes right to her breast.

"That is good to hear. So shall we go inside?" asked Carlo.

Tricia replied promptly. "Sure, take me anywhere you want, baby!"

In a few moments, the world suddenly stopped when Carlo aggressively kissed Tricia's lips in front of Efron to intentionally mock and envy him. They walked away and left Efron alone, who found himself lonely and pathetic. In his mind, this painful memory will never be forgotten.

He was longing to kiss Tricia's scarlet lips, and he felt as if his heart was crushed into pieces, and he just wanted to disappear like a bubble from where he was standing. There were women who approached him, but he snubbed them and returned to his home empty-handed.