CHAPTER 2

New York to me was like a holy ground, Miss. Faye who had married thrice, the most recent only the last year as she said, stayed at a penthouse, which was really big and I had a separate bedroom and a huge bed, she had ceiling to floor windows, I even had those in my room, I could see the busy streets from my bedroom window, and in the night I could see the stars, my bathroom had those jacuzzi bath stuff that I only saw in the tv, I also had a laptop and tv in my room, Miss Faye even changed my room’s design to a light blue color because I told her it was my best color, she had a cleaner and cook who came every 2 days.

After a week or two she said she was going to take me to school, she said she’ll polish me up and give me the attitude of the rich she said and bumped my nose with her knuckles.

A month later I had resumed the school, it was in L.A. so I was packed to the school, and then my transformation started, they groomed me, taught me to dress, to speak, to walk, table etiquettes, how to cook even, they even taught me to dance and to host a party, and as I was being taught, my body seemed to get the message and that was when it bloomed, my eyes, though still mismatched started blending, a little of green mixed with the gold and a little of gold with the green and except you looked so well, you wouldn’t see the difference, my breast formed and so did my hips and ass, my skin glowed, and my hair finally got the memo, it finally fit my skin and even if my teacher Laura didn’t always say it, I knew I was gorgeous, I had a cute nose and eyes that were not as large as, high cheek bones and a lips that any man could kill for, did I forget to mention that I was also trained in the art of flirtation.

After 2 years of my stay, I was finally ready to “emerge” as Laura put it. Then I was sent to Imperial college in London, because Miss Faye taught if I should have an accent it definitely should be that of the Londoners, so I put in work and strived and strived till I had a hint of their accent, not too much and not too little but in some words, you could hear it.

While my major degree was business, Miss Faye said I should take electives in psychology and fine arts, she said I should learn how to act most especially and how to be manipulative, that all the rich did it and if I was to survive in their world I would have to not just do it, excel it.

And after 5 years of toiling, she sent me straight to a little island where I would be thought “the art of seduction/sex”, she said, that I was to be taught all the ways to please a man, so that was where I met Linton, and he was the one who broke me in, his work was to teach, he told me one day after some lessons in Kama sutra, I asked how many people were taught “this”, and he told me altogether he had thought 16 girls including me, I was shocked so I asked how he did the whole detaching thing, he just shrugged and said he was used to it, to him it was always just another job.

That night when I retired, I then remembered that he had taught 16 girls, that was when I realized to Miss Faye I was never a daughter, whatever this was, I had no idea, that night I put my big girl panties on and steeled my heart.

The next day, when it was time for one of the sessions with Linton, he too noticed and had to ask about it, he said there was a different vibe around me that wasn’t there the day before, I just smiled and put down the robe I always wore on top of my grater pants and lace bra, i was in my red heels as usual.

I seductively pulled out my bra and started advancing towards him, when I reached I knelt before him, and took out his dick, and yes, he had a huge dick, why else will he be our sex teacher.

I sucked him and fondled his balls, till his façade of impersonal slipped and he writhed and groaned, grabbed my hair and roughly shoved me up and down, in the sex haze, he lost his balance and had to sit on the floor all the while shoving up and down, when he finally came I let him come in my mouth, then I got him hard again by fingering myself and touching him in places that turned him on.

I went full seduction, sucked his nipples, licked his hard stomach, went to his legs, massaged his calves, and he was hard again, so I mounted him and rode him, hard till he came again, all the while controlling my own orgasm. If he noticed he didn’t react, he just let me use him and at the end when I came, he stared at me hard and said “you’re going to be one dangerous bitch”, I smiled in answer at him.

That day was my rebirth, if I didn’t love my name so well, I would have changed my name but I settled for turning into and ice queen.

The next day I returned home, when I arrived in the evening I went straight into Miss Faye’s study, demanded for my own personal house, she didn’t argue, she said she’ll do it, but I should know that now I was one of her girls, and she wouldn’t let me go so easily.

I smiled, one of the smiles I practiced on my way home and I saw something move in her eyes before she covered it up. Fear.

I smirked and left.

So that was how I came about following “the client”, he was my second mission. After I did extremely well with the first client, I was permitted to move to the higher ups and he was one. He was a rich man with a chain of hotels and Miss Faye was looking to convince him to be partners so her girls could work under a certain “richness”, and I was here to make it happen or die trying.