Roxy’s Story
“He called once during that time to apologize for not being able to take me out on the family yacht. He described the various things he had to do. I read between the lines and understood that he was involved with his family and especially his future fiancée. Mrs. Brittany’s words continued to haunt me. To her way of thinking, he would never be able to marry me, or even want to, but he wasn’t above offering to keep me.
I suppose most people would wonder why that would continue to bother me ev...en after I had convinced myself that it wouldn’t. Here I was, training to be an escort for wealthy and powerful men, even women. What was the difference?
I guess, as hard as it would be for anyone to believe, especially my father, I saw my work with and for Mrs. Brittany as something that would give me respect and, most important, give me independence. To me, a kept woman was a plaything, something held on ice for whenever her patronizing lover had the time, inclination, or freedom to call for her.MoreLess
I suppose most people would wonder why that would continue to bother me ev...en after I had convinced myself that it wouldn’t. Here I was, training to be an escort for wealthy and powerful men, even women. What was the difference?
I guess, as hard as it would be for anyone to believe, especially my father, I saw my work with and for Mrs. Brittany as something that would give me respect and, most important, give me independence. To me, a kept woman was a plaything, something held on ice for whenever her patronizing lover had the time, inclination, or freedom to call for her.MoreLess
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