Dive Right In...

...That's what she had been told. Dive right in. At first she was confused but after being shown around the facilities she quickly understood. She had been told she was going to work on the third floor. A kind of exclusive VIP club that catered to only the wealthiest people. This suited her just fine as it meant she wasn't going to be harassed by every single pervert that came along. Not that she could afford to be picky right now.

The third floor itself was not like the other floors. Where they felt more like businesses floors, with their many rooms ready to go, this felt more like pleasure. It was more of a lounge than anything. A few gentlemen sat around either being catered to by the few working girls, or casually enjoying their over priced drinks. The frantic moans of lovers drifted in from some unseen den, adding to the soft melody that was being played for the enjoyment of all. Large suede sitting areas adorned the various nooks and crevices, and a large bar adorned the far side by the elevator. (Aylin had opted to use the stairs due to the cramped fit of the elevator.)

She had been told that she could have drinks up here with the customers, and that in this case drinks were free. Lord knows the third floor made its drink money back for the night on their first customer every time. She was also shown the room that she would work out of. If a customer paid her and wanted to go to her room then that's where she would retire to with him or her. It was that simple. She would do what it took to make him happy, and she would get paid. If anyone got physical or aggressive there was on site security ready to deal with anything and everything that came along. All in all it was a pretty good deal.

With her brief tour ended and those words of wisdom still fresh in her ear (Dive right in...) Aylin retreated to her own room to get ready. Even as she made her way over to the door and pressed the key into the lock she could hear the whispers of a few of the patrons as they caught sight of her. Some commented that she was a new girl to taste, others were in awe of her tail. Either way it looked as though she might be busy tonight.

Inside the room she emptied out the bag she had brought. Inside were a few articles of clothing, dresses, skirts and other more risque things, that she quickly sorted into her dresser. All the clothing had been made by Kaya, a local seamstress, with a great talent. Aylin knew that she would be going to the demoness for all of her clothing needs from now on.

Before long she was ready to begin. She had slipped into something a little more revealing, and exited her room. Again she was followed by whispers as she approached the bar and ordered herself a drink. Almost instantly a few gentlemen got up and approached her sitting close by, checking her out. One even going so far as to touch her tail to make sure it was real. Again her parting words of wisdom sat in her mind as she down her drink in a single gulp, before turning around. "Well... Who wants to dive right in?"

Aylin had attempted to show confidence in her new line of work. She wanted to appear casual, calm and friendly, after all the concept of sex for money was not such a big deal, when one would frequently have sex, or rather frequently had the urge. Needless to say it seemed that while many people had come to check her out, none seemed to have the confidence to talk to her, or for that matter follow through. many seemed to drift back to the girls that had already been with after they had sated their curiosities. It was a shame, after all it was their loss. Still though as she turned back to the bar a voice directed at her pulled her attention.

"Bit young for that kind of work, aren't you?"

It was an odd question to ask. She was under the impression that such things were of little concern here and that in some cases the younger ones were in higher demand. needless to say she was over the legal age for consent. She turned to look at the man. He seemed a taller fellow, with fine black hair. he was dressed well too, suggesting that he had money. Then again one could not get up here without money so that was already assumed of all the patrons of the third floor.

A smile crossed her lips as she turned her body towards him now. "I'm old enough." She purred. The response had been meant to pose intrigue. If this person was someone who liked the younger girls he might continue going believing her to be barely legal, or even a minor. But on the other hand if he were not then she had left him some playful banter go off of. She didn't waste any time as she slid effortlessly over to him, positioning herself next to his right side as she gently coiled her tail around the base of his chair. "For the right price I could be any age you want." She teased with a sweet little smile.

Aylin smiled at the comment about getting arrested. That was of course one of the risks, despite the fact that prostitution was legal there were still many guidelines that needed to be followed. of course those applied to the other two floors. This though, was the third floor and up here, most everything was illegal. "Well now. Why don't you let me worry about the legality of what happens here." She purred as she reached out to place a hand on his knee.

He did seem pretty smart, as he raised the question of this being her first time. Either that or he was a regular who just happened to know all the girls. Either way she smiled a little more and continued. "Yes... this is my big debut here." it was her debut in many ways. Before this she had just been a dancer at one of the smaller strip clubs. But she had seen how much some of the other girls made by performing other services and had decided to try this out for herself. "Im here to make sure that you enjoy yourself... for a modest price." The truth being this floor was not a modest priced floor, with encounters starting at $50,000. But given that she was in herself a once in a lifetime kind of experience it would prove worth it.

"Can I get you another drink?"