Post by Jeszika on Feb 6, 2014 4:07:18 GMT -6
Its a cold night in New York where we find Jeszika Gautier walking down the street alone. Her Jacket is wrapped tight against the bitter cold. What was she doing out so late at night? And where were her friends? The question is answered as she slows her steps and turns into an alleyway and stops outside a door guarded by a huge bouncer guy.
Bouncer: "ID Miss?"
She pulls out her driver licence and hands it to him.
Bouncer: "You’re free to go in, check your bag and other items in the first room on the left."
You see, to any other person, this alley was abandoned, but to Jez? Well… A contact had told her of this place a long time ago, a place where people like her could let off steam. A place where she would apparently feel like she belonged. And right now, this type of place was exactly what she wanted, needed even.
She walks down the narrow hall, taking the door on the left like the man had said. A woman greets her there with a smile. She hands over her hand bag and cell phone to her before removing her jacket. The sight we see under the jacket is not one we expected. Under long jacket, Jeszika was wearing only shorts, black silk stockings, 6 inch high heels. A black bra adorned her top half, covered by a black diamond encrusted corset. Long black silk gloves adorned her arms and a studded chocker adorned her neck. We don’t have time to think about why she’s dressed like this before she nods at the woman and leaves her there, continuing down the hall.
The sight that greets us when she reaches the end of the hall shocks us, and maybe even her a little. She hadn’t been to a place quite like this you see. The sights that greet us are many, but the first, is a couple of girls chained to a wall being whipped with horse crops, another few are tied and being pleasures right there for everyone to see. Another was leading another across the room by a leash on all fours.
A BSDM club? And by the look of it, a lesbian only one. What was Jeszika doing here? Jeszika goes and takes a seat at the bar. A brunette girl with hair falling just above her neck is seated nearby, looking as... bewildered with this place as Jeszika was. She takes in the brunette, she was a cutie that’s for sure. She had enough tattoo’s to rival Jeszika’s own and a killer body.
Jeszika: your first time here too?
The young woman looks over to Jeszika, offering her a polite smile. She wore a silky white blouse, nearly see-through, that barely hid a lacy black bra beneath. The leather skirt she wore hugged her hips and thighs provocatively, just covering the tops of her black stockings, knee high boots laced tight.
Brunette Woman: Second, actually...though I've yet to participate.
Jeszika: it’s my first time...
She blushes
Jeszika: and I wouldn't even know where to start. It’s all new to me. Not being a lesbian, I mean the kinky stuff
Brunette Woman: It may be fun, but they seem to take it pretty serious. Not exactly the place to...ease in, I guess?
She looked at Jez over her drink with a small smile. Checking her out, really.
Jeszika: agreed
Jeszika looks over at the girl and blushes a little under her gaze. The girl was quite the tattooed beauty. Looking like shed be right at home being a suicide girl or gracing the pages of Inked Girls magazine.
The Brunette woman noticed this, downing the rest of her drink and pushing the glass back. She stretched her arms up over her head, the skirt rising right along with her chest, prompting her to smooth it back down.
Jeszika eyes fall right to that exposed thigh noticing the deliberate way in which this girl showed it. She pushes her own hair way from her neck exposing her.... Assets.
Jeszika: have you seen anything you like here yet? Anything you'd wanna try?
Brunette Woman: I like the looks of the bondage stuff...wouldn't mind trying my hand at tying someone up, giving them a little spanking. Just don't know if I'd wanna be the one held down.
Jeszika: yeah I kinda like the look of that too... The ultimate trust and surrender it would take to let someone bind you like that. Being under their total control like that...
Brunette Woman: Wouldn't happen all at once. I bet that.
She laughed lightly, an infectious sound as she turned back to Jez, looking away from a couple in the corner.
Brunette Woman: So, you from around here?
Jeszika: nah I'm from new Orleans, I'm up here for work. My names jeszika by the way, what's yours?
Melissa: Melissa. And I'm not from around here, either.
Jeszika: where you from?
Melissa: Virginia...up in the mountains. Can't y'all tel?
She puts on a little honey-sweet Southern accent and winks at Jez.
Jeszika laughs
Jeszika: did you pick up in mine? Full on Cajun that I am
Melissa: Well ain't we some kinda pair?
Both laugh.
Jeszika: that we are. So what brings you to New York?
Melissa: Oh, I'm movin' up here. Got on with a big firm after school. Gonna miss home, but they'll never take the country outta me. You?
Jeszika: here for work. I travel around a lot for work. But no matter where this job takes me New Orleans will always be my home without a doubt. Thankfully my friends travel with me for work otherwise I'd be hell homesick.
Melissa: Yeah? What do you do?
Jeszika: I'm a wrestler for a new company called UWA. So are my friends
Melissa: That explains your tight little body, then...
She chuckles quietly, once more looking Jez up and down.
Melissa: I hear that's pretty hard work.
Jeszika can't help but blushed
Jeszika: yeah it’s pretty hard work, at the gym several times a week, gotta keep in tip top shape after all.
The other woman nods, declining another drink as her attention wanders to a pair across the way engaged in a little...pleasurable punishment. Jeszika’s eyes follow hers to the pair.
Jeszika: looks fun doesn't it?
Melissa: It has potential.
Jeszika: I wouldn't mind trying it... would you want to....?
She looks like she's considering it for a moment, then shrugs.
Melissa: Eh...don't know, really.
Jeszika: is there anything here you might wanna try?
Tapping a painted fingernail against her lips in thought, Melissa looked again...and shook her head.
Melissa: Perhaps not.
Jeszika frowns
Jeszika: nothing at all?
Melissa: Oh, I thought about it...but the mood just doesn't strike me.
Jeszika: another time then?
Melissa: Maybe.
Jeszika: you'd want to see me again?
Melissa: One never knows. We might run into one another again sometime.
Jeszika: we might. Do you think you'll come here again?
Melissa: ...I had better. You sound as if you might stalk me if I don't.
It was voiced like a joke but Melissa was watching Jez carefully.
Jeszika: would you object if I did?
Jeszika also speaks in jest
Jeszika: we could always trade number or social sites like other people do now days?
Melissa: We could...
Jeszika:would you want to?
Melissa: I don't see why not.
Jeszika pulls her cellphone out of her pocket bringing up the new contact page before looking up at Melisa
Jeszika: ready when you are?
Melissa brings up her phone and the two trade numbers before she puts it away again.
Jeszika: so... can I buy you a drink or something? I'm gonna gets fresh one for myself
Melissa: No, I believe I've had enough for tonight. I do have a bit of a drive back to the hotel.
Jeszika: all good, I might stay for one more drink then head off myself
Melissa: Then perhaps I'll see you around.
Sliding out of her seat gracefully, Melissa nods to Jez before turning and heading for the doors.
Jeszika watches her leave, it takes a lot for her not to follow, the need in her was strong. Well he could be a solo act she guesses. She looks down a her empty glass. Maybe she should just leave it at that. She decides this is best and after. Few minutes wait she takes her leave also
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So jeszika pulls out her cellphone, dails, then hesitates before she pushes the button to let the call go through
When she finally does, it's answered only after several rings...and Melissa obviously didn't check the caller ID. Maybe that's why Jez got through this time.
Melissa: Hello?
Jeszika: hello is this Melissa?
Melissa: It is.
There's a lot going on in the background...difficult to tell what, though.
Jeszika: hey its Jeszika from the bar the other night
Melissa is quiet for a few moments as the chaos behind her continues. She finally responds.
Melissa: Oh, hello.
Jeszika frowns, biting jerk lip a little
Jeszika: you sound suprised that I've called
Melissa: I've been rather busy lately. Still am.
Jeszika: I see, should I call back later... Or not at all...
Jeszika wasn't used to making calls like this one night stands were her thing not this
Melissa: No...I did tell you that you could call. Look...
There's another pause while she sharply barks a directive at someone, likely a subordinate. There's a meek reply and another exclamation from Melissa makes the person do as they're supposed to. It's...an example of power that might appeal to Jez.
Melissa: ...perhaps we can meet for coffee or something. Say...Cafe 617 in an hour?
Jeszika smiles
Jeszika: I’ll see you in an hour
Melissa would be there promptly at the appointed time, dressed professionally. The tailored, pinstriped business suit and skirt coupled with a cream-colored blouse, silky stockings and polished high heels made her look imposing. Still wearing her glasses, her hair up in a tight twist, she was already being shown to a table when Jez arrived.
Jeszika offers her a smile. She is dressed in black ripped jeans, a long black coat over top of a light pink top. Her hair is loose around her face
Jeszika: hey Melissa, you look so different, but I do too
Melissa: Work requires a certain...look.
She didn't exactly look displeased with her appearance. How could she? She was getting looks by damn near every man who passed.
Jeszika noticed this and smiles a little
Jeszika: you like the attention huh?
Truth told, Melissa wasn't paying attention to their stares. She smoothed out her skirt which, Jez would see, barely covered the lacy tops of her stockings.
Melissa: It is what it is.
She ordered a cinnamon coffee when offered and Jeszika took a black current tea, 3 sugars. She liked it sweet and strong.
Jeszika: I however detest it somewhat, male attention leads to nothing but trouble in my experience
Melissa: They have their uses.
She looks ill-at-ease for the moment.
Jeszika frowns
Jeszika: I suppose they do... But when they use you and manipulate you... Just adds to my conviction that they’re all ass wipes...
Melissa: To each their own, I suppose.
She let Jez do most of the talking, responding and sipping from her coffee as she cradled the mug. She seemed to be waiting for something but...
Jeszika: do you... Like guys too?
Melissa: Sometimes. I'm hard to please though. Not much catches my eye these days.
Jeszika: I've been with 2 guys one ended in pain... The other… Well He works with me, not that I knew at the time, but he got me drunk and took me home… Stupid gullible me…
Melissa: Not much for sticking around I see...
There was a distaste in her voice for certain now. Had Jeszika blundered by alluding to not being much for sticking around?
Jeszika frowns
Jeszika: with the right person I would. Brody was not that person...
Melissa: And when's the last time you did stick around, Jeszika? Forgive me for being blunt here, but I'm starting to think I'd end up like this...Brody...
Jeszika: I had a girlfriend a few years back. She left me for some big hunk of a man. Trust me you would never end up like Brody. I didn’t want anything with him. He manipulated me into bed, took advantage of me and my drunken state. You would never be just a one night stand to me. Look... I've never once called someone back when given numbers. But you're different... I had to call you back. I can't explain it... But I wanted to see you again.
Jeszika actually manages to blush a little.
Melissa: Is that so...
Melissa softens a little.
Jeszika pauses trying to build up the confidence for her next words
Jeszika: is there a chance of... This being more?
Melissa sighs.
Melissa: My life is a busy one right now, Jeszika. I have little enough time for myself, much less someone else
.
Seeing the look on Jez's pretty face, Melissa speaks a little more gently.
Melissa: I need to know that you'll be worth that sacrifice.
Jeszika: Just as I need to know you won’t break my heart and leave me for a man
Melissa: If I hadn't spoken the same topic to you before now, Jez, I would be offended at your asking me that.
Jeszika: no offence meant... It’s just my heart isn't something I can just give to anyone... Having it crushed underfoot has that effect
Melissa: You really want to do this? Just hand yourself over to someone you barely know? If that's the case you can hardly be choosy, Jeszika. But I'll tell you what...
Melissa finishes her coffee and looks Jez dead in the eye.
Melissa: I'll set up a place for us to meet in two days. You'll go there and do exactly as you're instructed. I require your full trust to allow this to move forward. You will not know what the instructions are until you get there. Are we agreed?
Jeszika: ok I’ll do it
Melissa: Good girl. I will text you with the information you need three hours in advance. That means once you get it...you have three hours to get there and be read as per the instructions before I arrive. If you do not...then the agreement is over. Understood?
This...was a woman of power, in control. Did she have Jez under her spell already?
Jeszika’s curiosity is peaked here. Jeszika was under this woman’s spell for sure otherwise she wouldn't be here
Jeszika: understood
Melissa: Good. I have to get back to work. Tomorrow evening...be ready for my message.
Jeszika: I will be.
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With that out of the way, all Jeszika had to think about now was her match against Aerryn. Brody’s bodyguard. Jeszika had been stupid and rash in her going after Brody, even after Aerryn told her to bac off. Now she had to face the woman in the ring. Aerryn was a tough looking girl, you kinda had to be to be a body guard. But you kinda had to be to do what Jeszika does too.
Could Aerryn take a life the way Jeszika had taken many over the years? Could she do what needed to be done, or did her obedience to Brody cloud her vision and judgement at times? People would question the same of her and her workmates too. Could Jeszika do what needed to be done still if her friends were in danger, or would that cloud her judgement?
The answer… no… It wouldn’t cloud her judgement. She could do exactly what needed to be done. They had train themselves that way. Signed a pact that job and satisfying the customer came before safety. It’s why they were so sought after. Nothing got in the way of them completing a job.
And this Job against Aerryn would be no different. Jeszika was hired by UWA to do a job and Jeszika NEVER let an employer down.
But Aerryn had bought up having secrets in her words against Jeszika. Secrets… Yeah Jeszika had many, but none that could be used against her in a wrestling ring. Her secrets were more… Personal. But not lethally personal. She was an open book for the most part. Kinda had to be. Only secrets she kept really, impaired others. Her clients for that matter. Like one of her clients, a mafia boss sucking face with a cop on a nightly basis.
Aerryn would find nothing that wasn’t already public knowledge, so let her try.
Aerryn also bought up taking advantage of Brody. Yeah it felt good, and she only did it because she was given the opportunity by the boss himself. She was the kind of girl who did what the client, the one hiring her asked. Much like Aerryn herself was with Brody, she was like that to whoever hired her. In his case, Oliver was the one holding her contract, so if he asked her to beat someone, she would, without question.
Surely Aerryn could understand that. They weren’t all that much different when it comes to work. Jeszika just got her hands a little more dirty and spied a little more.
Bouncer: "ID Miss?"
She pulls out her driver licence and hands it to him.
Bouncer: "You’re free to go in, check your bag and other items in the first room on the left."
You see, to any other person, this alley was abandoned, but to Jez? Well… A contact had told her of this place a long time ago, a place where people like her could let off steam. A place where she would apparently feel like she belonged. And right now, this type of place was exactly what she wanted, needed even.
She walks down the narrow hall, taking the door on the left like the man had said. A woman greets her there with a smile. She hands over her hand bag and cell phone to her before removing her jacket. The sight we see under the jacket is not one we expected. Under long jacket, Jeszika was wearing only shorts, black silk stockings, 6 inch high heels. A black bra adorned her top half, covered by a black diamond encrusted corset. Long black silk gloves adorned her arms and a studded chocker adorned her neck. We don’t have time to think about why she’s dressed like this before she nods at the woman and leaves her there, continuing down the hall.
The sight that greets us when she reaches the end of the hall shocks us, and maybe even her a little. She hadn’t been to a place quite like this you see. The sights that greet us are many, but the first, is a couple of girls chained to a wall being whipped with horse crops, another few are tied and being pleasures right there for everyone to see. Another was leading another across the room by a leash on all fours.
A BSDM club? And by the look of it, a lesbian only one. What was Jeszika doing here? Jeszika goes and takes a seat at the bar. A brunette girl with hair falling just above her neck is seated nearby, looking as... bewildered with this place as Jeszika was. She takes in the brunette, she was a cutie that’s for sure. She had enough tattoo’s to rival Jeszika’s own and a killer body.
Jeszika: your first time here too?
The young woman looks over to Jeszika, offering her a polite smile. She wore a silky white blouse, nearly see-through, that barely hid a lacy black bra beneath. The leather skirt she wore hugged her hips and thighs provocatively, just covering the tops of her black stockings, knee high boots laced tight.
Brunette Woman: Second, actually...though I've yet to participate.
Jeszika: it’s my first time...
She blushes
Jeszika: and I wouldn't even know where to start. It’s all new to me. Not being a lesbian, I mean the kinky stuff
Brunette Woman: It may be fun, but they seem to take it pretty serious. Not exactly the place to...ease in, I guess?
She looked at Jez over her drink with a small smile. Checking her out, really.
Jeszika: agreed
Jeszika looks over at the girl and blushes a little under her gaze. The girl was quite the tattooed beauty. Looking like shed be right at home being a suicide girl or gracing the pages of Inked Girls magazine.
The Brunette woman noticed this, downing the rest of her drink and pushing the glass back. She stretched her arms up over her head, the skirt rising right along with her chest, prompting her to smooth it back down.
Jeszika eyes fall right to that exposed thigh noticing the deliberate way in which this girl showed it. She pushes her own hair way from her neck exposing her.... Assets.
Jeszika: have you seen anything you like here yet? Anything you'd wanna try?
Brunette Woman: I like the looks of the bondage stuff...wouldn't mind trying my hand at tying someone up, giving them a little spanking. Just don't know if I'd wanna be the one held down.
Jeszika: yeah I kinda like the look of that too... The ultimate trust and surrender it would take to let someone bind you like that. Being under their total control like that...
Brunette Woman: Wouldn't happen all at once. I bet that.
She laughed lightly, an infectious sound as she turned back to Jez, looking away from a couple in the corner.
Brunette Woman: So, you from around here?
Jeszika: nah I'm from new Orleans, I'm up here for work. My names jeszika by the way, what's yours?
Melissa: Melissa. And I'm not from around here, either.
Jeszika: where you from?
Melissa: Virginia...up in the mountains. Can't y'all tel?
She puts on a little honey-sweet Southern accent and winks at Jez.
Jeszika laughs
Jeszika: did you pick up in mine? Full on Cajun that I am
Melissa: Well ain't we some kinda pair?
Both laugh.
Jeszika: that we are. So what brings you to New York?
Melissa: Oh, I'm movin' up here. Got on with a big firm after school. Gonna miss home, but they'll never take the country outta me. You?
Jeszika: here for work. I travel around a lot for work. But no matter where this job takes me New Orleans will always be my home without a doubt. Thankfully my friends travel with me for work otherwise I'd be hell homesick.
Melissa: Yeah? What do you do?
Jeszika: I'm a wrestler for a new company called UWA. So are my friends
Melissa: That explains your tight little body, then...
She chuckles quietly, once more looking Jez up and down.
Melissa: I hear that's pretty hard work.
Jeszika can't help but blushed
Jeszika: yeah it’s pretty hard work, at the gym several times a week, gotta keep in tip top shape after all.
The other woman nods, declining another drink as her attention wanders to a pair across the way engaged in a little...pleasurable punishment. Jeszika’s eyes follow hers to the pair.
Jeszika: looks fun doesn't it?
Melissa: It has potential.
Jeszika: I wouldn't mind trying it... would you want to....?
She looks like she's considering it for a moment, then shrugs.
Melissa: Eh...don't know, really.
Jeszika: is there anything here you might wanna try?
Tapping a painted fingernail against her lips in thought, Melissa looked again...and shook her head.
Melissa: Perhaps not.
Jeszika frowns
Jeszika: nothing at all?
Melissa: Oh, I thought about it...but the mood just doesn't strike me.
Jeszika: another time then?
Melissa: Maybe.
Jeszika: you'd want to see me again?
Melissa: One never knows. We might run into one another again sometime.
Jeszika: we might. Do you think you'll come here again?
Melissa: ...I had better. You sound as if you might stalk me if I don't.
It was voiced like a joke but Melissa was watching Jez carefully.
Jeszika: would you object if I did?
Jeszika also speaks in jest
Jeszika: we could always trade number or social sites like other people do now days?
Melissa: We could...
Jeszika:would you want to?
Melissa: I don't see why not.
Jeszika pulls her cellphone out of her pocket bringing up the new contact page before looking up at Melisa
Jeszika: ready when you are?
Melissa brings up her phone and the two trade numbers before she puts it away again.
Jeszika: so... can I buy you a drink or something? I'm gonna gets fresh one for myself
Melissa: No, I believe I've had enough for tonight. I do have a bit of a drive back to the hotel.
Jeszika: all good, I might stay for one more drink then head off myself
Melissa: Then perhaps I'll see you around.
Sliding out of her seat gracefully, Melissa nods to Jez before turning and heading for the doors.
Jeszika watches her leave, it takes a lot for her not to follow, the need in her was strong. Well he could be a solo act she guesses. She looks down a her empty glass. Maybe she should just leave it at that. She decides this is best and after. Few minutes wait she takes her leave also
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So jeszika pulls out her cellphone, dails, then hesitates before she pushes the button to let the call go through
When she finally does, it's answered only after several rings...and Melissa obviously didn't check the caller ID. Maybe that's why Jez got through this time.
Melissa: Hello?
Jeszika: hello is this Melissa?
Melissa: It is.
There's a lot going on in the background...difficult to tell what, though.
Jeszika: hey its Jeszika from the bar the other night
Melissa is quiet for a few moments as the chaos behind her continues. She finally responds.
Melissa: Oh, hello.
Jeszika frowns, biting jerk lip a little
Jeszika: you sound suprised that I've called
Melissa: I've been rather busy lately. Still am.
Jeszika: I see, should I call back later... Or not at all...
Jeszika wasn't used to making calls like this one night stands were her thing not this
Melissa: No...I did tell you that you could call. Look...
There's another pause while she sharply barks a directive at someone, likely a subordinate. There's a meek reply and another exclamation from Melissa makes the person do as they're supposed to. It's...an example of power that might appeal to Jez.
Melissa: ...perhaps we can meet for coffee or something. Say...Cafe 617 in an hour?
Jeszika smiles
Jeszika: I’ll see you in an hour
Melissa would be there promptly at the appointed time, dressed professionally. The tailored, pinstriped business suit and skirt coupled with a cream-colored blouse, silky stockings and polished high heels made her look imposing. Still wearing her glasses, her hair up in a tight twist, she was already being shown to a table when Jez arrived.
Jeszika offers her a smile. She is dressed in black ripped jeans, a long black coat over top of a light pink top. Her hair is loose around her face
Jeszika: hey Melissa, you look so different, but I do too
Melissa: Work requires a certain...look.
She didn't exactly look displeased with her appearance. How could she? She was getting looks by damn near every man who passed.
Jeszika noticed this and smiles a little
Jeszika: you like the attention huh?
Truth told, Melissa wasn't paying attention to their stares. She smoothed out her skirt which, Jez would see, barely covered the lacy tops of her stockings.
Melissa: It is what it is.
She ordered a cinnamon coffee when offered and Jeszika took a black current tea, 3 sugars. She liked it sweet and strong.
Jeszika: I however detest it somewhat, male attention leads to nothing but trouble in my experience
Melissa: They have their uses.
She looks ill-at-ease for the moment.
Jeszika frowns
Jeszika: I suppose they do... But when they use you and manipulate you... Just adds to my conviction that they’re all ass wipes...
Melissa: To each their own, I suppose.
She let Jez do most of the talking, responding and sipping from her coffee as she cradled the mug. She seemed to be waiting for something but...
Jeszika: do you... Like guys too?
Melissa: Sometimes. I'm hard to please though. Not much catches my eye these days.
Jeszika: I've been with 2 guys one ended in pain... The other… Well He works with me, not that I knew at the time, but he got me drunk and took me home… Stupid gullible me…
Melissa: Not much for sticking around I see...
There was a distaste in her voice for certain now. Had Jeszika blundered by alluding to not being much for sticking around?
Jeszika frowns
Jeszika: with the right person I would. Brody was not that person...
Melissa: And when's the last time you did stick around, Jeszika? Forgive me for being blunt here, but I'm starting to think I'd end up like this...Brody...
Jeszika: I had a girlfriend a few years back. She left me for some big hunk of a man. Trust me you would never end up like Brody. I didn’t want anything with him. He manipulated me into bed, took advantage of me and my drunken state. You would never be just a one night stand to me. Look... I've never once called someone back when given numbers. But you're different... I had to call you back. I can't explain it... But I wanted to see you again.
Jeszika actually manages to blush a little.
Melissa: Is that so...
Melissa softens a little.
Jeszika pauses trying to build up the confidence for her next words
Jeszika: is there a chance of... This being more?
Melissa sighs.
Melissa: My life is a busy one right now, Jeszika. I have little enough time for myself, much less someone else
.
Seeing the look on Jez's pretty face, Melissa speaks a little more gently.
Melissa: I need to know that you'll be worth that sacrifice.
Jeszika: Just as I need to know you won’t break my heart and leave me for a man
Melissa: If I hadn't spoken the same topic to you before now, Jez, I would be offended at your asking me that.
Jeszika: no offence meant... It’s just my heart isn't something I can just give to anyone... Having it crushed underfoot has that effect
Melissa: You really want to do this? Just hand yourself over to someone you barely know? If that's the case you can hardly be choosy, Jeszika. But I'll tell you what...
Melissa finishes her coffee and looks Jez dead in the eye.
Melissa: I'll set up a place for us to meet in two days. You'll go there and do exactly as you're instructed. I require your full trust to allow this to move forward. You will not know what the instructions are until you get there. Are we agreed?
Jeszika: ok I’ll do it
Melissa: Good girl. I will text you with the information you need three hours in advance. That means once you get it...you have three hours to get there and be read as per the instructions before I arrive. If you do not...then the agreement is over. Understood?
This...was a woman of power, in control. Did she have Jez under her spell already?
Jeszika’s curiosity is peaked here. Jeszika was under this woman’s spell for sure otherwise she wouldn't be here
Jeszika: understood
Melissa: Good. I have to get back to work. Tomorrow evening...be ready for my message.
Jeszika: I will be.
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With that out of the way, all Jeszika had to think about now was her match against Aerryn. Brody’s bodyguard. Jeszika had been stupid and rash in her going after Brody, even after Aerryn told her to bac off. Now she had to face the woman in the ring. Aerryn was a tough looking girl, you kinda had to be to be a body guard. But you kinda had to be to do what Jeszika does too.
Could Aerryn take a life the way Jeszika had taken many over the years? Could she do what needed to be done, or did her obedience to Brody cloud her vision and judgement at times? People would question the same of her and her workmates too. Could Jeszika do what needed to be done still if her friends were in danger, or would that cloud her judgement?
The answer… no… It wouldn’t cloud her judgement. She could do exactly what needed to be done. They had train themselves that way. Signed a pact that job and satisfying the customer came before safety. It’s why they were so sought after. Nothing got in the way of them completing a job.
And this Job against Aerryn would be no different. Jeszika was hired by UWA to do a job and Jeszika NEVER let an employer down.
But Aerryn had bought up having secrets in her words against Jeszika. Secrets… Yeah Jeszika had many, but none that could be used against her in a wrestling ring. Her secrets were more… Personal. But not lethally personal. She was an open book for the most part. Kinda had to be. Only secrets she kept really, impaired others. Her clients for that matter. Like one of her clients, a mafia boss sucking face with a cop on a nightly basis.
Aerryn would find nothing that wasn’t already public knowledge, so let her try.
Aerryn also bought up taking advantage of Brody. Yeah it felt good, and she only did it because she was given the opportunity by the boss himself. She was the kind of girl who did what the client, the one hiring her asked. Much like Aerryn herself was with Brody, she was like that to whoever hired her. In his case, Oliver was the one holding her contract, so if he asked her to beat someone, she would, without question.
Surely Aerryn could understand that. They weren’t all that much different when it comes to work. Jeszika just got her hands a little more dirty and spied a little more.
