10.8.2014 Journal Prompt

Photo by Slim Aarons
Photo by Slim Aarons

October 8, 2014: We weren’t in the club.

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  1. Lindsay

    We’re not exactly members, me and Caroline. It costs an arm and a leg for that and some weeks we don’t eat cos we can’t afford to. It doesn’t cost nothing to look pretty though, and some weekends we go down to the club and just stand around till someone notices. Caroline looks like a real lady. She comes from a good background and she keeps me right in what to wear and who should cut my hair and how to speak so as to blend in. We don’t stand around for long.

    At first I had a rule. I told Caroline I wouldn’t do it with anyone over forty. The thought of it just freaked me out. Not for no amount of money, I said. She shrugged and she said I was just missing out. She said that men over forty were easy and quick and they had the most money. Now I do anyone and them that is over forty, well they’re just so goddamn grateful, and that’s money in the bank.

    We dress like we’re at the club looking to partner someone for a game and Caroline showed me how to hold the racquet and she made my skirt a little shorter than it needed to be. She taught me how to navigate my way between the wives when they come down, smiling and telling them that they look so beautiful and remarking on what they were wearing and the smell of their perfume, all the while making eyes at the husbands.

    We’re not to take too many drinks, not if we want to keep a clear head, clear enough we can take advantage of an opportunity when it presents itself. Like the day Mr Shaun Pettie said he thought I had the loveliest legs this side of the city and he kept looking at me like if he looked hard enough he could see right through my clothes. Mr Shaun Pettie, and he owns three or four multi-nationals and he’s got more money than he knows what to do with; we ended up across the road in the Sun Inn Motel. Sixty bucks for the room and another hundred and twenty for the champagne on ice and the strawberries dipped in chocolate. Caroline was right about the older ones being easy and quick. Afterwards, Mr Shaun Pettie slept like a baby and his wallet was a couple of hundred lighter when he left and I bet he never even noticed. I called Caroline and we spent the rest of the night in the bed drinking the last of the champagne and eating chocolate dipped strawberries and kissing for luck.

    The next day an envelope was hand-delivered to my apartment. Inside was four thousand bucks in new crisp notes and a card that was blank on one side and on the other it said simply ‘mum’s the word’. That was enough we didn’t need to go to the club for a month.

    Of course, we have to be careful. We’ve got to look out for our names. Like I said, we’re not members and so there’s lines we can’t cross if we want to stay where the picking is good. It wouldn’t do to get a bad reputation. Like Shirley Buddow and she was caught giving a waiter a hand job in the clubhouse cloakroom and now no self-respecting gentleman wants to be with her and there’s security men who know to escort her from the premises if ever she dares to set foot. I heard she’s turning tricks up on the high street these days and she looks a sight, too. So me and Caroline we are real careful.

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