The next morning, Emily left the room with a smile on her face. She had made sure to clean up any mess created and make sure her client was throughly satisfied after she left.
The moment she closed the door, Emily sighed with regret. She usually got very few customers as most youths preferred to frolic with girls their age rather than take older girls like her.
It was only every so often that she would get clients, and most of them were impotent fat noble sons who struggled to even get it up. For her to score a client like Darius, who ticked all her boxes, was as rare as finding a dragon's egg in a phoenix's nest.
As such, Emily had spent the entire night with him, more or less satisfying herself more than him, because she did not know when she would get this chance again.
With another sigh, Emily departed and returned to her quarters to get ready for work.
