314 A Small Brawl

"Well, why did you get fired?" I reignite my question. 

"I... I tried to seduce one of my male clients... B-but it was all your fault! You left me so horny in there! Now I got fired because of you!" She shouts, tears flowing from her eyes. 

"No... That isn't my fault. Your job is... what?" 

She froze in place once again. 

"I-I'm sorry," She apologizes, but I ask again. 

"What is your job? Or at least… what was your job?" 

"A-a whore," 

"That's right… and you acted exactly how a whore would act. Trying to seduce their customers, trying to wring more money out of them by shaking that ass a little harder… but, you had a few privileges, so you thought you were special?" I muttered, walking over to the nightstand which had a glass of red wine sitting atop it. 

"I-I'm sorry," 

"I don't know why you're apologizing to me?"