Memoirs Of A Gigolo, page 6
I sat there inside myself thinking about the “what if’s”. Why had life dealt me this hand? I went back to the house and grabbed a bottle of bourbon. I had to let this one go. I knew this would happen going in. It was up to this point that I thought nothing of a woman’s emotions.
I downed a couple of shots, thinking about how my mother would let men fuck her for a hit. I knew I had to get out of there before she started selling me.
I had to push whatever feelings I had down in order not to feel. How could I feel such pain over a woman I had just met?
The next morning Joan woke up with a hangover and looked like hell. She asked, “Where were you last night?” “I took a walk down on the beach, and you were out of it.” “Sorry, Nick; I had such a good time”, she apologized. “That’s fine Joan, it was your birthday.” She said, “I was so glad to see Graham, and Stephora.” “They haven’t been together long, but they seem to be happy.” I laughed, thinking of last night and said, “I guess they are, but she’s so much younger than he is.” “Nick, let me say one thing love has no age limit, I’m in love with you, and I know you don’t feel the same.” There was nothing I could say to her statement; I just felt sorry for her.
“Joan, after we leave here I think we should end this,” and I turned and walked out. I stood there by the pool in thought. “Nick,” Joan said and snapped me out of my thoughts.
“Yes Joan?” She said, “I wondered if you’d heard about you friend Jason,’ he was found dead in his house.” “What..?” “No… I hadn’t heard, but I’ve called him several times.” “Nick, I heard Jason was sleeping around with some bad guys.” “I think he got in over his head.” “Word around town is he was screwing some Saudi Prince.” I answered, “I don’t know what he was into, but I’ll miss him. Joan hung her head and replied, “Nick I really am sorry about Jason, but you really didn’t know him.”
“Can we not talk about this anymore,” I asked, “I’m on the red eye back to L.A in the morning.” “Nick, you do what you have too, but I still love you.” “I’m sorry to hear that Joan,” I said, “You need save your love for someone who deserves it.” “I’m staying in town until my flight leaves in the morning,” I replied and walked out the door.
I flew back to LA the next morning trying to figure out my next move. I had enough money to get me out of this town for a minute. I decided to fly to Chicago on a business trip I had planned.
I wouldn't be hooking up with strangers I would do my own thing. That’s where I met Donavan.
Chapter 5
Everything seemed to be going well with Valencia and me. She was busy making wedding plans, and I was busy making money. I hadn’t told her about what I did, and now I figured I’d never have to. I made her happy in, and out of the bedroom.
Shanghai was in town for the weekend, and I had to entertain her. I made my excuses to my fiancé, and she never asked any questions. She always kissed me goodbye and saw me off on my “business trip”. I hated the lying, but I didn’t think she could handle the truth.
With the lovely Shanghai, it was business with a lot of pleasure.
I was meeting her at the Hilton for a party we were both invited to. The event was Black Tie., and I knew there would be prospective clients attending.
I reserved a room at the Hiltons in the Presidential Suite for the after party. I kissed Valencia good-bye, and said I’d be back on Monday. I stopped at the barbershop for a fresh cut and shave. I wanted everything to be up to snuff as usual. I had my tux cleaned and pressed, and delivered to my room. I pick out a piece of jewelry at Tiffany’s for Shanghai. I knew she loved expensive things. Everything was set in motion, and I was in money making mode.
The party was to be held at the Towers, an exclusive night club downtown. I had been a few times, but they were all the same in my eyes. I was never the club type, but I made an exception from time to time.
I was in my swag mode when I entered the room, and all eyes were on me. I spotted Shanghai from across the room, and damn she looked fabulous.
She moved in my direction with a woman whom I’m sure was my potential client. Shanghai said, “Hello Donavan, you’re looking amazing tonight.” “Thank you and you as well.” “I would like you to meet someone.” “Donavan this is a friend of mine, Amy here from New York.” “Hello Amy, it’s nice to meet you.” “Same here, I’ve heard so much about you.” “All good things I hope?” “But of course.” “We have a table in the V.I.P section let’s sit, and talk.”
We walked over and sat down. Amy was from money. I could tell because she was draped in diamonds. The high society type, but I was taking anyone who would pay well. I had a few drinks and decided mingle, and let Shanghai work her magic.
I noticed an attractive looking blonde guy staring me down. I knew why he was here; we had that kind of radar, one player to another. He definitely looked the part. I walked over to the bar where he was standing, and ordered a drink. “Hey, I’m Donavan are you new in town?”
I asked. I knew most of the people here, so I knew he wasn’t from Chicago. “Yes, I’m here on business from L.A“, the man replied. “So are you enjoying yourself?” I asked. “I’m not sure yet, but I’ll know in a moment.” I laughed at his stand off way of talking, but I was the competition.
“I’m sorry; I didn’t introduce myself, I’m Nickolas Green”, and we shook hands.” “So Donavan’ are you from Chicago?” “Yes I am, but Detroit is my home.” I tried to be friendly and said, “I’m from Texas originally, but I’ve been in LA a long time.” “I knew I heard a southern accent, what part of Texas? “Amarillo”, I replied. “What I really wanted to know is, are you in the business?” “You have a lot of questions for a man I just met.” “You’re among friends here so just relax.” “I know your here for one of two reasons.” “What might that be?” “You’re here to play or your one of the players?” “Well if you must know, I was invited by a business partner.” “Who…?” “The beautiful Shanghai”, “she said there is someone here I should meet.” “Oh really, she happens to be a close friend of mine as well.” “Here she comes now, she’s a knock out isn’t she?” “Yes sir, she is.”
“Hello gentlemen, I’m glad you two introduced yourselves.” “Nick this is guy I was telling you about.” “Donavan, Nick is looking to start his own escort business.” “I thought you two could possibly go into business together?” Donavan replied, “Shanghai, you know I work alone,’ and I don’t know if I’m going to continue this long-term.” “Donavan, how long have you been in the business?” “Long enough…”
Shanghai raised her eyebrows and replied, “Now who’s being evasive?” “It’s not that; it’s just I’m getting married, and I keep a low profile.” Nick asked, “You’re getting married? “Does your wife know what you do?” “No, and I plan to keep it that way.” Nick feeling the need to warn him, “You’re walking a fine line my man, because you know the two don’t mix.” “I can handle my life just fine I have for a while.” Shanghai was trying to keep the peace and said, “Gentlemen,’ I’m sure this can all be worked out, but not tonight.”
“Donavan, the lovely Amy is waiting, and money never waits.”
Donovan looked ready but said, “Ok Nick, let’s do brunch tomorrow, and talk about things.” “Let’s say 12:00 noon I’m staying at the Hilton? “All right”, I said, “I’ll see you then.” “Goodnight Nick” and he nodded his head. I kissed Shanghai, and headed to the table where Amy was sitting.
Amy and I talked a bit, had a few drinks, and it was time to take care of business. On the ride over, I thought about the proposition that was on the table. What did I have to lose? I opened the door to the suite, and Amy walked in behind me.
“This is nice”, she pursed her red lips together. “Thanks,” I said, “Only the best for the best.” “Would you like something to drink?” “Yes, cranberry vodka with a twist of lime.” Amy had already had a few to many, but who was I to argue?
I fixed her a drink and handed it to her. “Donovan”, she said, “Would you like a little?” and she snorted the coke from the spoon “No, I’m fine with my bourbon,”
I replied. “This will give you an edge, and make you stay up, and she pointed up, laughing” I smiled, “Baby I don’t need any help in that department.” “Don’t knock it until you’ve tried it,” she laughed. I sipped on my glass bourbon. While she snorted a few more spoons of the powdery substance.
I grabbed her hand and said, “Come on sweetness, I have just what you need in bedroom.” “You think so honey?”, and she staggered to her feet. I took her hand and led her to my bedroom.
I knew this wouldn’t take long, because she was past high. I didn’t give a damn; she was still paying. The one thing I hated was a drunken rich bitch, and this was one. I had to think of something special to get me in the mood. So I thought of my beautiful fiancé waiting for me on Monday.
The coke must have been working because she was sucking my dick like a pro. I didn’t want to cum right away, and spoil the night so pulled back.
“Why won’t you let me please you?” she asked. “I want to please you now,”
I smirked, and I flipped her on her back. I fucked her until she was begging me to stop. She screamed my name over and over. I was just about there, and I wrapped my hands in her hair and went all in.
“Donavan this is so good, please, don’t stop!” she screamed. The coke had her going now, and I was giving her, her money’s worth. I fucked the shit out of her drunken ass, until I couldn’t hold back any longer. I collapsed trying to catch my breath, and she was panting for air.
“Donavan you where marvelous, can I please have some water?” she asked. “Sure you can if you get it, and bring me some,” I replied, being a complete smart ass. Had this bitch lost what was left her mind?
I wasn’t there to serve in that capacity. She reentered the room carrying the two glasses. “Donavan are we staying the whole weekend?” I said, “Yes, but I have a meeting early tomorrow.” “You can shop or something until I return.”
She lay in my arms until I heard her soft snore. I slid her onto the pillow and left the room.
I made a vow to never to sleep with anyone, but Valencia. It was already early morning when I finally closed my eyes.
It was about 10:00 when I woke up and grabbed a shower. Amy was still sleeping off the alcohol and coke, so I didn’t bother waking her. I grabbed the paper from outside the door and sat sipping my coffee. I had already laid out my clothes and was preparing to get dressed when my phone rang.
I knew it was Valencia by the ring tone. “Good morning sweetheart and how are you this lovely morning.” “I’ve fine baby and you?” “I’m good, just drinking my coffee and reading my newspaper.” “I miss you Donavan, and I wished you were here.” “I know baby, but I’ll be home early Monday.” “How are things going with your meetings?” “Everything is going fine Valencia, what’s wrong?” “Nothing babe, I’m just a little overwhelmed with the wedding.”
“Listen, don’t worry about the wedding, and we could hire a wedding planner if you need it.” “No, I just needed to hear your voice.
I knew something just wasn’t right; I could feel it. “Do you need me to come home Valencia?” “No, don’t be silly, and I’ll talk to you Monday, I love you.” “I love you too.”
After hanging up, I had this feeling I couldn’t shake, but I chalked it up. I finished the rest of my coffee and went down stairs. I decided to have breakfast while I waited on Nick. I looked at my watch; Nick was ten minutes late. One thing I didn’t tolerate or like was tardiness. I wanted to finish my breakfast so I would wait a few more minutes
In walks Nickolas about a half hour late. He said, “Hey, I’m sorry I’m late, but getting a cab in this town is awful.” “That’s ok,” I replied, “This one time, but I’m just a stickler for promptness. “Like I said Donovan I’m sorry.” Nick slid out a chair, and had a seat, and ordered coffee.
After talking to Nick for about hour, I realized he had this thing all figured out? He went over his client list, and the guys he wished to bring into work for us. I never revealed my clients on the first meeting, but if we were to do business that would come later.
I agreed to do business with Nick because we had Shanghai in common. We shook on the deal, and that was that. I would have my lawyer friend David draw up a business contract later. Amy was gone by the time I got back up to my room. I poured myself some juice still thinking about how different Valencia sounded.
I phoned my mom, “Hello mom,” I said. “Hey Juan, and how’s my favorite song?” she asked. “I thought you were out of town on business?” “Is there something wrong?”
“I hope not, but I spoke to Valencia this morning, and she seems different.” “Have you talked to her today?” She replied, sounding worried, “No Juan I haven’t, but I think I know what the problem is” “What..?” “Is it serious?” I became worried by the minute
Mom said, “I don’t think so, but I’ll let you be the judge of that.” “Valencia is pregnant; she wanted to tell you when you got back.” “Pregnant…?” “I had no idea.” Gosh, I felt so much better after hearing that. Mom replied, “She’s just a little stressed out, but I think she’ll be all right after the wedding.”
I heard the door, and I knew it was Amy. “Mom I have to let you go, but I’ll talk to you soon.” “Juan, don’t tell her know I told you about the baby.” “I won’t, I love you.” “I love you to son.”
“Hey lover, Amy said as she entered the room. “Hello Amy.’ “I bought you a gift, and I bet you can’t guess what it is?” I wasn’t in the mood for guessing games. “No, I can’t, but I sure it’s something nice. “I saw it in the gift shop downstairs.” “After last night I decided I wanted to see more of you.” “Oh, you decided that without me?” I had to laugh.”
“Let me make something clear to you Amy no one makes decisions for me, ever.” She looked shocked, but I didn’t give a fuck.
This bitch was out of line, and I was always the decision maker. She whined, “I just thought you felt the same, and I’m willing to pay.”
This was a spoiled little rich girl who had more money than she knew what to do with. How was this shit about feelings anyway? “Here’s your gift anyway,” she said and she handed me the box. I felt bad after I opened the box. It was an expensive money clip I saw it when I picked up a gift for Shanghai.
“Thanks Amy I’m sorry for snapping,” I apologized. “That’s ok; I was being presumptuous,” she replied.
“Amy, I’m afraid I’m going to have to cut this weekend short.” “There’s something urgent that came up, but I promise to make it up to you on our next encounter,” I said. “Donavan I must say I’m disappointed, but what can I say?” “Nothing, just keep half the money you owe me,” I replied. “If you insist’, but I’m going to hold you to another rendezvous.” “I’m sure you will,” I laughed. I kissed her goodbye, and rushed home to be with Valencia.
I couldn’t get home fast enough. I just wanted to see her and know she was really ok. I was going to be a father for the first time, and I was elated. “Valencia I’m home,” I shouted through the door. “Valencia, are you here, Babe?” She wasn’t answering. Where was she? I dropped my bags in the bedroom and changed my clothes. I watched the game while I waited to hear something from Valencia.
The minutes turned into hours, and still no Valencia. I knew she wasn’t expecting me until tomorrow, but I started to worry. I picked up the phone and called her. Her phone went straight to voicemail, which seemed odd.
I called around to see if anyone had spoken to her. After talking to her mom, she confirmed she was at her shop cleaning. I called the shop, and there was still no answer.
I grabbed my keys from the kitchen counter and prayed she was ok. I would have flown if my car had wings. I pulled up in front of the shop behind her car; something wasn’t right… and I knew it.
“Valencia,” I called out her name. It was late, and no one seemed to be there. I could smell the cleaning solution.
I walked from the front of the store to the back calling her name. I walked into her office and I found her lying on the floor. Was she breathing…? “Valencia,” I cried and cradled her head in my lap. She was faintly breathing when I called 911. The ambulance arrived within minutes and took her away.
The fear and anxiety gripped my heart. It felt like I had a heart attack. I couldn’t lose her. What would I do without her? What about our baby that she was carrying?
I called the family so they could meet me there. I arrived at the hospital full of tension asking where she was. The nurse came out and said, “Sir, Miss Jackson was taken to emergency surgery, because she was bleeding internally.” “I’m sorry we couldn’t wait for your arrival, but it was life or death.” I stood there shocked at the news I had just heard; then I heard my Mom’s voice. “Donavan is everything all right?” she asked. “Where’s Valencia is she going to be ok?” “Mom I don’t know, but she’s in surgery that’s all I know.” I sat down in a daze and cried. Mom tried to comfort me and replied, “Donavan; she’s going to be ok, don’t worry.” I heard her with my ears, but my heart wouldn’t listen.
Soon after surgery, a doctor appeared and explained to me what was going on. The whole family had gotten there by this time. He explained that she had a genetic disease Sickle Cell Anemia. He was unsure the damage, and how long she had left to live. When I heard the news, my heart sank.
How could this young beautiful woman be sick? I asked, in tears, “Doctor what about the baby?” He replied, “The baby is fine, but it is draining her strength.” “This is a very dangerous situation, and she’s lost a lot of blood.” “We found the origin of the blood loss, and she seems to be out of danger at this time.” “I want to keep a very close eye on her, and the progress she makes.” “I must say, I’m surprised this disease wasn’t detected early on.”
