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He took the fat envelope and put it way in his inner pocket.
"I can't believe how good you were. You should really think about going pro," he praised.
Avoiding his eyes, looking at her phone screen, Wang Mei Zhen thought back on that day when they first met...
...
"And what would you like to work out on for the next sessions, Miss Wang?" her coach's voice rose on her phone.
"What would you recommend if I wanted to ... let's say ..." she thought of a way to word it out without sounding vulgar or alluring. "... tone up my behind?" she blushed just a tiny little.
"Oh, so you'd like to sculpt yourself tight buttocks?" he asked very casually.
"Yes, that is exactly what I want," she acquiesced before she went on. "I want them... plump and round as two planets..." she smirked while thinking of the image of the boy's worked-out "trunk" she needed so bad to have too.
Her coach at the other end of the line choked but soon regained composure.
"Alright, so, we'll focus on plie squats and donkey kicks for a start, as well as butt bridges, so I'll be sure to get you a mat next time we meet to exercise. You might also want to do some lunges and side lunges to complete the training and make sure to reach a harmonious shape..."
"I'll do whatever it takes to round up those cheeks as soon as possible," she added in a very determined tone.
"Well, I'll be seeing you tomorrow then, Miss Wang!"
"Of course," she confirmed before she hung up.
She stepped out of the car and ordered "Wait here."
The chauffeur nodded silently while holding the door for her and bowed respectfully as she left to enter a nearby cafe.
Soon she was able to notice the person she wanted to meet.
Despite his spotless dark blue suit, his immaculate white shirt, and his faultlessly styled blond hair, everything in his outfit reeked of entertainment.
His charming assets and his stunning beauty, along with the intricate, classical patterns of his tie, the priceless jewelry – diamond watch, gold bracelets, and precious rings – contrasted with the room.
Their utmost elegance a little out of the place in this however high-standard cafe.
Ladies, as well as men, could not take their eyes off of him, and he sure loved the attention.
Tall, manly, broad-shouldered.
A sharp jaw line, perfect skin, attractive, resolute eyes.
A paragon of seduction mesmerizing whoever looked on, breaths hitching as he dazzled a smile at the nearing Chinese lady.
"Good morning. Miss Wang?" he bowed seductively at her.
She nodded quietly, letting out a polite but tense smile.
"This way to our private salon, please."
He held out his hand towards the room as the other one ghosted her back without ever touching her.
A real professional.
He drew the chair for her and after she was seated, he bowed again at her before sitting across her at the table.
"I ordered tea for the both of us. I hope it suits you," he asked her with a tentative smile.
"It's perfect," she said as the waitress set the modern design white fine bone china cups and teapot on the table.
"Please enjoy your moment in our place," she bowed while glancing surreptitiously at him, then she smiled politely but knowingly at them before leaving, closing the door behind her.
"From the message you sent, I understand that you need my services?" he started, an encouraging smile etching his moisturized, gorgeous lips.
"Indeed," she tried rather shyly. "This is rather embarrassing though..." she blushed purposely.
"My job is to satisfy every and any of my friends' demands," he commented alluringly in his sexy, low-pitched voice. He was not fooled for a second by a fake reserve. He was too experienced for that. Too experienced also to ignore the fact that such a client meant big money - and strictly no fail. "So do not hesitate to let me know about any request of yours, however special it might appear to you," he added with his most charming expression.
A real professional indeed.
"I'm used to pleasing even the highest-ranked princess," he bowed his head, then tilted it slightly in a very seductive pose.
"I will need you to be totally and very professionally silent about all of this, as well as about any other intimate issues..." she started.
He hummed supportively while waiting for the rest of her instructions.
"Also I... I want to pick your nickname while... you know, while we're ... in the middle of it..." she added in a half whisper.
"Of course, Miss, you don't even need to ask," he assured her. "This is all part of the deal package."
She slid a USB drive across the table.
"Here are audio files. Do you think you could copy the phrasing, the intonation and the tone of voice?" she required.
"I will work hard on it," he promised assuringly. "I must say, this is a first." he spoke in an amused tone. "I have never been cast on my voice."
Pointing to the UBS drive she went on.
"You can use the angrier lines of the conversation to get inspiration for the most passionate parts," she suggested.
"Of course," he acquiesced again, slipping the USB drive in the inner pocket of his dark blue jacket, revealing a shiny silver lining in the process. " Did you pick up a place?" he inquired.
" I thought a hotel room would be nice..." she half asked, half asserted.
"Indeed," he replied. "Whatever makes you feel comfortable. Besides there will be no need to take care of the background that way."
She nodded silently, then after a couple of instants, she slid a fat envelope across the table towards him.
"This is half of the agreed amount for the whole night," she precised. "As I said, you'll get the rest once we're done and I'm satisfied."
He smiled politely at her, took the envelope in both his hands and bowed respectfully at her as he rose the stack discretely before rapidly putting it away in one of his pockets.
"Any particular cues or lines you would like me to utter?"
"Yes," she bluntly stated. "AT some point or another, I want you to praise my ... abilities. And most of all... towards the end of ... it, I ... I want you to say my name," she added quite triumphantly.
...
"I can't believe how good you were. You should really think about going pro."
It seemed she had spaced out so he gently added "I'll be glad to meet you any time again."
His comment brought her back to present.
He darted a surprised look at her as she laughed out loud.
"I must say your technical abilities really amazed me too," she explained. "I'll never look at hand cream the same way again!" she laughed some more.
His hand darted against one another and he asked, as he started squishing them together:
"Would you like me to do it again now to entertain you?" he smiled.
Both her hands immediately rose, palms flat towards him in protest.
"No, no, thank you, even though this is a private salon, I don't think squelching sounds would be very appropriate..." she giggled.
"Anyway, it was fun doing this together. Are you sure you don't want to go for entertainment? Or be in shows? Your acting performance was really amazing!!"
She shook her head mildly while staring at her own manicured hands that rested in her lap.
"My father would never allow it..." she replied. "Besides I'll soon be married and start a family," she whispered with an assured smile.
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Please look forward to the next chapter
Scene 85
Saturday