"I had a contemplative look on my face after the call ended, keeping my phone aside and collapsing onto the bed."
"We don't have much time, sir."
The words came from a rather young female dressed in a black and white schoolgirl outfit. Her short skirt perfectly emphasized the curve of her uplifted ass and showed off her smooth legs.
The girl looked at least a year too old to be in high school, but I did not question her choice of dressing, just as I didn't ask for her name. All I knew was that she had been sent to pick me up, or rather, escort me.
I stayed on the bed for over a minute, simply enjoying the silence. Then I stood and turned toward her.
"What's your name?"
"Linda," the girl answered, smacking on a lollipop in her mouth.
"How old are you?"
"Twenty." She smacked once more, then pulled the lollipop out of her mouth.
"Linda, you can go. I'll be there within the hour."
