NYE Sex Tale: The Lady, The Myth, The Legend.

NYE Sex Tale.

Nadia wasn’t just a call girl, an escort, a lady of the night. Nadia was something almost alien. She had a certain glow about her. She could camouflage herself as someone much more than just a mistress. And yes, escorts are a little more high-class. Usually, that’s a given. However, Nadia flew under the radar even with the smartest of wives. In fact, they swooned over her, too. Everyone was in love with her. She was able to convince them do anything she wanted, and they would pay anything for her to have her way. By 27, she traveled most of the world on everyone else’s dime. She was stunning, witty, and deceptive in a way that almost no one would care, even if they found out.  She was that good. This is the NYE Sex Tale.

It Seemed as if The Clients Were Providing The Service.

You’ve got to be pretty talented for the clients to do whatever YOU want. In this case,  it wasn’t even always sex; they would pay her to not have sex with them if that’s what she wanted. Sometimes she just wanted to be taken out to a fancy dinner with no happy ending, for them. Sometimes she wanted to be taken somewhere not fancy at all, somewhere rugged, a place that would make them uncomfortable. For this NYE Sex Tale, she took one client to a place where they wouldn’t be eating off of their silver spoons. Furthermore, they wouldn’t be eating at all. It would be a night where they would watch, and not in some theater. They would be voyeurs, involuntarily. Observers of life, not sex. They would have to watch how people do things when it’s not about money.

The NYE Sex Tale Begins With a Ride On Public Transit.

Nadia had plenty of money to spend on taxis on her own time. However, this was about making her client, Dan, see the world through a different lens. She wanted him to see how everyone looks at her…as well as him. He needed to see it wasn’t just his rich friends or their trophy wives. She had true power. Something none of them ever had. In fact, it’s quite certain that if money did not exist, she would own them all. She drew people in. Fascinated, always. It had always been that way, since she could remember. Last stop on the line, stand clear of the closing doors. They slip out in the knick of time. His eyes show panic, while Nadia finds comfort in his fear. “Home sweet home.”

The NYE Sex Tale Ends With Nadia’s Oldest Haunt.

“I used to work here…behind the bar.” She said to Dan. His adoration for her grew as he learned more about her past,  old friends, and ex-lovers. They knocked back a few until about 5 to midnight. By this point, Dan had made new friends who had stories so different from his own. As the countdown began, Nadia’s stool pushed out. “I’ve got a plane to catch.” She kissed him on the cheek and 5,4,3,2,1…and she was out the door. Was this real? It was. It was, in fact, the most real thing that had ever happened to Dan. She provided a service that money could never buy. For the first time in his life, he was happy. Happy with new friends; he never thought he’d have. Happy New Year. To read more entries, check out last week’s blog, Santa Gets Cucked. Enjoy science fiction and fantasy?

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