The stranger drove and they ended up at an expensive hotel, and he checked in. He was tall and good looking which was weird. Why did he want to have sex with a prostitute? Maybe he wanted to try something that he was too scared to try with his girlfriend.

They got into a double bedroom and as soon as he closed the door she sauntered towards him and she saw that he had an unsure look in his eyes. He looked very nervous, she touched him on his shoulders and she combed her hand through his hair and she heard him suck in his breath.Then he gripped her hands, "Stop."

She tilted her head to the side. He leads her towards the bed and he made her sit and he sat with a decent amount of space between them. "Sir, you don't have to be afraid to tell me what it is you want from me?"

He cleared his throat, "what's your name?"She smiled slightly "Olivia." He smiled brightly "Mine is Lucas, how old are you, Olivia?""I'm any age you want me to be."Okay, Lucas sighed, "What's your favorite color?""My favorite color is the same as yours" She replied."But you don't even know what my Favorite color is.""That's the point," she responded. why did this guy make her feel so unnerved, she had to make it look as if she was fine.Olivia saw him search her eyes for something, "I'm sorry why did you bring me here for?" He looked at her calmly "don't worry I will pay you for every last minute of your time, I just want to get to know you."

This poor fool was one of those who thought they were different but at the end of the day all men where the same, he would eventually get what he came for and leave after that. Well what did she have to lose, she wouldn't work and this was easy money.Olivia got more on the bed and she reclined and made myself comfortable. "what do you want to know?"

He looked at her eagerly "anything you are willing to tell me."

"Well, I guess we are going to be silent for the whole evening." She saw his mind turning, he looked up as if he had a question "Why are you a prostitute?""Its because I love having lots of sex with a lot of men, it is so satisfying and fun." He looked so surprised, yet it was like he could see right through her answer. "Have you been a prostitute your whole life?""yes, I have been". She responded.

"How did you become one?" Her heart started racing at the thought of how this had all started. She snapped out of her thoughts and she saw that he was looking at her, still waiting for an answer. "I just decided to be one." as she shrugged it off."Can we be friends?" he asked sincerely.

"No." She replied, looking at this poor fool. Did he think that he and I could be friends? He didn't even know half the world she lived in. The only friend she had was Khloe and that was it.She decided to turn the questions on him instead "what do you do for a living?" He smiled at the question "I paint for a living and maybe someday you can come to see the works I've done, you would love them."

She nodded in response "How old are you?" he replied," I am twenty-four years of age.""Don't you have any friends?" She looked at him. "I do." He replied. "Then if you do, what are you doing with a prostitute? shouldn't you be with your friends or be on a date with some pretty model girl who you have probably drawn in one of those naked paintings."He laughed, "No Olivia, I don't do naked depictions and to answer your other question, I am in love with you."

"Wow you are one of those delusional guys, how can you be in love with someone you just met for the first time."

He turned bright red "This isn't the first time I'm meeting you." She was taken aback "What do you mean?" He looked at me "You won't probably remember but you were going to the market and I bumped into you, and you just kept walking. Then I couldn't stop thinking about you and here I am."

"Really." as she dragged out the words. This guy was a sad soul. He thought he loved her, after a bump in. All she had to do was show them your true colors and they would vanish in an instant."Olivia let me take you on a date, and prove to you that I love you."

"A date, you say?"

"Yes," he responded quickly.

"Well, you are going to have to pay me to double than for my precious time."He smiled brightly "Yes, of course."She turned to him "You have yourself a deal"