Page 18 of The Secret Job: Into the Depths of Depravity
“You know it honey. Catch you tomorrow. Don’t go signing up to any Red jobs before you speak to me!”
I chuckle and reply, “I won’t, promise! See you tomorrow, Soph.”
I drive to my office which feels almost alien to me. I discussed it with James over the weekend and have decided to start wrapping up my little online venture. It makes me sad to think about but my heart is no longer in it. It’s time to close it down. I have another year on the tenancy, but that almost doesn’t matter now. The cost doesn’t matter, it’s my time now. Judging by my recent job, I can earn two years of salary in one week on occasion.
Sitting at my desk, the first thing I do is open my laptop and log into the Clarendon Playmates Portal. I scroll across the job boards, click on the Red and I’m in. Trepidation pumps through my veins. What will I see?
The screen loads as my heart beats fast in my chest. I feel like I’ve just found my Christmas presents from Santa or I’m looking in on someone else’s secrets. The feeling unnerves me and excites me as the jobs begin to appear and I squint trying to understand what they say or even mean:
Friday 8pm – 48hrs, MM & FM/ FP, TPE $45,000
Friday 3pm – 3hrs, MM/FP, Blood play $10,000
Friday 6pm – 4hrs, MM/FP, Needle play $12,000
Saturday 9am – 2hrs, MM/FP, Enema $6,000
Sunday 7pm – 12hrs, MM/FP, DDLG $27,000
Monday 6pm – 3hrs, MM/FP, Watersports $7,000
Wednesday 2pm – 2hrs, MM/FP, Lactation $4,000
Friday 9pm – 2hrs, MM/FP, CNC $9,000
