Novel- "Anslem" Chapter 1 Page 7 by Toffer Wayne

Page 7

By: Toffer Wayne

Layne- Seeing Stacy became my regular hobby. Us hobbyists usually prefer to see one girl for a period of time, at least until we get bored with an escort or she moves on - which is very common. There are very good reasons for this, especially when you see a girl outside an agency at a hotel. You want to minimize your risk of an arrest each encounter ... trust is key. Once you trust a girl, and know you haven’t had a bait & switch you are likely to stick with her.

Layne- I saw Stacy regularly for several months; actually it must’ve been a dozen times over the remainder of that year ... And every time was as amazing as the first; unlike others that I’d see later I never got tired of her. It would be safe to say I feel in love with Stacy. But not in the foolish romantic kind of love. Eventually we agreed to meet at hotels, which was against the Agency’s rules, so I could save the house fee. When we met we would chat, and she would tell me about her goals, or men she’d see that treated her poorly, stuff like that.

Layne- I never felt any jealousy, which is odd considering the strength of my attraction to her; but perhaps it was the ‘knowing’, the certainty that she saw other faceless men that assuaged my possessive tendencies. These ‘faceless’ men who would see her before me, and after me, were as invisible and irrelevant as the suitor is to a cuckolded husband.

Stacy- “Hi Babe xx, are you free tonight? xx” I always made time to see Stacy, even going as far as to blow off family engagements, or work events. On that last night I arrived at her hotel, a location that was known to be used primarily by service providers. I pulled into the hotel parking lot, and messaged “Hi Hun I’m here, which room tonight?” .... a pause of a few minutes which felt like an hour .... “Give me 10 minutes Ok?”. And just then I saw a fat, balding man exit the sliding door of a first floor room, he was wearing track-pants, and was unkempt. I saw a tall brunette hug him, as he left room 108.

Stacy- “I’m ready Babe xx, come to 108.”

Layne- “Ok”. I sat in my car for a moment, looking at her room. I was the ‘cuck’ now. Having seen a faceless man the reality of my situation and our ‘relationship’ came crashing down on me. I couldn’t decide whether I should leave or go and see her.