Back in her car, she discarded her conservative jacket concealing the very sexy white T-shirt that crossed over her beautiful, perfectly shaped breasts. Her husband Goutam always said, ‘Darling, you really don’t know how big and taut your boobs are, until you see them naked’. What her husband didn’t really know was just how many producers, directors or actors were aware how big her boobs were.
She drove leisurely downtown, knowing that she would be there well ahead of her appointment. There was a food court under the Hotel building that was connected to the hotel. She had sufficient time in hand so she could meet with other actresses of the Society. She could chat with them and gather her experiences from them about the ‘whoreship’ while getting the evening snacks. There she could sat down at a table to enjoy hers, before she had to take off her clothes and offer herself to jamal whoever he turned out to be.
The Society did have a very few actresses who only worked very confidentially in the daytime so as to keep their identity in secret. But they did have a surprising number of clients who wanted to indulge their peccadilloes during business hours.
Like Swastika, Gargi also decided to work in the evening shift as a “specialty” escort. She had very few limits. Through her friend, she realized that she could make a lot more money by doing things the other actresses hadn’t the courage. Even she decided to swallow whatever pride she had left, and informed Sujit that she’d do just about anything that didn’t leave visible marks on her body.
Actually the President of the Society, Mrs. Roy had made it clear to Sujit that she wanted a curvaceous actress immediately who was broadminded in sex, that’s why Gargi was selected. Within the short span, Gargi also realized that she wasn’t the only actress in the society who would willing to take a customer even in her ass…..but it was something a special item that not all the escorts would like to do.
Gargi had debts…..unpleasant debts. Her husband, for all his knowledge of finance and money management, had placed a few very large, very stupid bets….using money borrowed from somebody, his bookie recommended. They were well behind on their mortgage payments to bank.
She was determined not to lose their house. She was already humiliated by the whole situation. So at one point, she had to pick up the phone to call her friend Swastika for the escort job. She thought it as the most “Exclusive and Respectable Job” along with her actual show business job.
But it was also an extremely embarrassing and humiliating job if it was disclosed a little bit. Her husband, the idiot, always dreamed to buy the story that she could make crores of rupees from her show business job. Lately, she had been careful to keep him out of her personal finances, which didn’t surprise him at all…..based on his recent track record. The sooner she could pay off the debt, the sooner she could stop working as a prostitute.
At last when she reached at the Hotel, neither she could notice her friend Swastika nor her first ever customer Jamal in the large ballroom of the five-star hotel. As her searching eyes to find out either of them, a beautiful woman about her age came forward and introduced herself. However before her introduction, Gargi could recognise the familiar face, whom she noticed either in film magazines or in TV.