I snapped out of my thoughts, jump happily towards Mallory and grab her shoulders. Shaking her I anxiously say, "Where's your laptop? We need to get on it now!" She looked back at me surprised. "Okay, okay! It's on the table." She points in the direction towards her kitchen. I let go of her and we both sat down at the table. She moved the mouse saying "I'm already on. I tried to make sure I was on it before you got here." I stare at the screen and it's a black web browser with links to click on and a search bar at the top. Malloy hovers her hands over the keyboard and pauses.
"Hmmm... what should I type?"
I thought for a minute as I move my thumb and index finger to meet my chin. Mallory turns to look at me.
"Try escort and see what comes up?"
She types it in and hits enter. The web page loads a list of links with different types of escort services such as street, brothel, private, and many others.
"Man, this is going to take a while."
"Then try typing masochist escort or BDSM escort. Something along those lines."
She nods and types Masochist Escort. This time the web page had a shorter list of links but one particularly caught my eye, it read Demonic Sex. I placed my hand on Mallory's shoulder and point to it.
"Try clicking on that one."
She moves her mouse to click on it and the web page loaded to another black screen but had a satanic red symbol in the background. The page had a list of questions such as Preferred Gender, Body Type, Fetish and you had to type in your answers. I hope I'm not signing up for some satanic cult because this site looks sketch. And I'm also disappointed that it didn't have any pictures of the escorts. Mallory just started typing.
"Your preferred gender is male I know that much but what is you preferred age?"
"Well, I want someone who is experienced so let's say... 25-35 years of age."
We work our way to fill in the answers until we got to the last one which said When, where, and what time would you like your session. We both stare at each other in silence for a second.
"Tomorrow. Tomorrow at the Refinery Hotel at 7 PM."
"Tomorrow?! You're going to do it tomorrow?! I thought you'd give yourself more time to let this all sink in?!"
I shook my head. "No, I am ready. I've been waiting so long I honestly feel like this is my only chance." She gave me a not-so confident look and sighs.
"Alright, Kota. But please promise me you'll text me when you get there and text me when you get home."
I nod and gave her a reassuring smile. "I will Mallory, promise".
She nods and smiles back. "Thanks Kota. Now let's finish submitting this." She scrolls down to the submit button when we both noticed there was one last question. It said Any Special Notes. She looks at me while I'm staring at the screen. My body motion towards the laptop and types, I want to feel pure, pleasurable pain. I move the cursor over submit and click it. The page loads and displays the same background but with the only words saying Thank you. ❤️
I thought that was odd but honestly I didn't know what I was expecting? Probably something like when you place an order online and they give you the order information.
"Well, I guess that's it. It's really going to happen."
Mallory suddenly looks at me. "Wait, Kota... You said tomorrow at 7 PM? What about your mom? What are you going to tell her?"
I still live at home with my Mother so that I can save money to move out on my own. I thought about it for a second and remembered she gets off early tomorrow.
I shrug and say, "I'll say that I'm spending the night with you." I smile as I look at her.
"Oh geez, so I'm your alibi? Man Kota, you owe me so much! I went on the dark web, I helped you find a hooker, and now I'll be covering your ass while you're off getting fucked." She gives an exasperated chuckle afterwards.
I knew Mallory wasn't truly upset she was just joking. But I do feel bad that I've asked so much from her.
"I'll buy you pizza and beer for tomorrow night." I knew Mallory wouldn't say no. She's super skinny but that girl loves to eat.
"Oh fuck yeah it's a deal." She and I laughed.
"But seriously Mallory thank you so much for helping me. Like you don't know how much this means to me. It's not so much about losing my virginity... It's mostly... to feel some kind of confirmation that what I'm into is normal... I don't know... I feel like I'm the only werido who is into this stuff... I just feel like an outcast sometimes." I sighed deeply while looking down.
Mallory gives me a hug.
"Kota, you're not a weirdo. No one is perfect and we all have our own weird secrets." She pulls back to look at me and my face meets hers. "I'm just worried that you're actually going to have sex with a total stranger. I mean, I know I jumped onboard with this but... Now that it's actually happening... I'm kind of scared for you. I'm just afraid you and I will regret this."
I started feeling anxious after she said that because... She's right. Maybe I'm just a nut? Shaking my head I smile and said,"Don't worry about it. I'll be fine and you'll be fine too. Thank you so much for caring and for being my best friend." I pull her into a big bear hug.
"Of course, Kota. That's what best friends are here for. Now you better go home and tell your mom. You should probably go to bed early too for... tomorrow." She moves her brows up and down as she's giving me a sly smile. We both laugh and I nudge her elbow.
"Dude, stop. But nah you're right I gotta get going."
I put back on my shoes as I'm grabbing my jacket. She opens the door for me and I step outside. Instantly I feel the cold breeze and it gives me goosebumps.
"Good night, Mallory. I'll see you tomorrow and I promise to text you." I say this while stuffing my hands in my pockets.
"Bye Kota! See you tomorrow and you better tell me about the juicy details!" She laughs as she closes the door.
I snickered as I started to make my way down the stairs. My heart began to race while I was heading home. I couldn't stop imagining how tomorrow night will go. Honestly I can't wait!