Eight Years After

April had been walking the streets of Washington for over an hour now. She kept thinking if she was ready to go in the Box. The Box was a night bar for high-end clients who desires an adult kind of pleasure. 

As of the moment, she felt a bit off. It was like she'd rather stay home and rest. She didn't intend to deal with the power-tripping and sexually twisted rich men who were regular patrons of that nightclub.

Eight years had passed since her miserable and tragic predicament. Due to this, she moved to Washington to try to start over and push away the memories of her nightmarish life in the past. 

When she left Atlantic City, she was so crushed and defeated, not to mentioned totally traumatized. She was so scared that she didn't even say goodbye to her only friend Camille. 

From what happened, she knew that the most important thing for her to do was to get as far away as possible from Vincent.

April can never ever forgive him nor forget what he did to her. She had to mourn the loss of her baby. Bit she was definitely devastated. But at that time, she had to regain herself from the serious physical and emotional pain Vincent had brought her. Leaving Atlantic City was the best thing to do. 

After a few years,  she had gained a bit of perspective. Life was hard but she had to go on living. Presently,  April sold sex toys in this high-end club in Washington. She had chosen such a job because of the high profitability of selling them.

Right now, she was suddenly hesitating to go to the club. She felt like taking the night off. But then she didn't want to lose the money she will earn tonight. 

April stepped into the Box with her curious sex toys. The club was full and she was thankful that she decided to go in.

"Hey, honey, come here!"

A man in a very expensive-looking suit waved a hand to gesture April to come close to their group.

April flashed her practiced smile towards the group of men in business suits. She walked towards them in one corner of the club.

"Yes, sir, what would be your choice of toy for the evening?"

April asked politely, as she opened her bag of sex toys.

"Oh please, just call me Chase. What's your name?"

The man in a suit called after her and said.

"Oh, my name is April. So, which of these are you buying? What about your friends?"

April asked excitedly. Her first customer for the evening. She felt lucky.

"April, huh, you have such a lovely name. Actually, I called you over to check on your toys. You see, I have not really decided on which to purchase. Can you show me and my friends how each of those works?"

Chase replied, with a very mischievous grin.

"Oh..."

April suddenly lose her excitement and her face became serious. So, this Chase guy wanted to play games.

April had seen these kinds of men before. Her interactions with some had been unpleasant. These were men who thought they can get their way because they were rich.

She sighed and tried her best to act professionally.

"Okay, sir...I mean Chase, you see these toys I sell have various uses, depending on the kind of pleasure you seek. However, I think most are very self-explanatory."

April started to explain, and as she did, she was aware that these men were really just having a tease. They knew what she was talking about but it was obvious they just wanted her to linger with their group.

"Oh, I see...that's interesting."

Chase exclaimed, with his faked innocence. He started to walk closer to April.

"Here, why don't you have some of this wine? I think, you, explaining stuff to me and my friends must have made you thirsty. Come sit with us."

Chase suggested, already handing a glass of wine to April.

"Oh, sorry Chase. I am working right now, so I can't accept this."

She didn't take the wine that Chase was still holding out to her. April made sure she responded in her polite tone. 

"Are you sure? You can always mix business with pleasure."

Chase insisted, not taking any hints from April that she was not interested.

It was very obvious that  Chase took a fancy to April's body. He was staring at her curves with lustful eyes, not bothering to hide it.

"Come on, April. I think it's going to be alright to have a drink. It will make you look even sexier to sell more of your stuff when you entertain your customers."

Chase kept teasing and teasing April. He drank the glass of wine he offered earlier to April. Then, he poured another glass of wine and insisted on April drinking the wine once again. 

The rest of the men with Chase were staring at them already, half amused and expectant on what will happen next.

"I already said no, Chase. I am working here."

April declined the offer again. However, she was beginning to lose her patience. She regretted entering the Box by now. Maybe that was why she was having second thoughts earlier. This Chase guy was very thick. She glanced at him intolerably.

"What about later? I can wait for you."

Chase continued, unfazed by April's rejection of his offers. He moved his right hand and caressed April's arm, slowly, as if he thought he could have his way doing this.

"So, what do you say?"

Chase insisted.

"I said no! Can't you take a hint, Chase?"

April exclaimed, not hiding her annoyance towards Chase this time. She quickly shook Chase's hand away from her.

"Now you're playing hard to get!"

Chase said with disbelief. He reached out to touch April's arm once again.

This time, April stepped back, out of Chase's reach.

"Can you stop it already? I am not interested!"

She was angry by now.

What happened afterward took April by surprise.

Chase held her both arms tightly saying,

"You think you're better than me? You just sell sex toys!"

In reaction to those humiliating words, April slapped  Chase.

"You! Who do you think you are?"

Chase shouted at April, furiously.