Pagan Moss' Peep Show Stories

Thursday, February 26, 2004

Money Isn't Everything

Money Isn't Everything

A guy ducks into my booth and picks up the phone.

"Hey, you new here."

"Ah, no . . . I've worked here for over a year."

"Really, that's weird. I would've remembered you?"

"Yeah, well, I've been here . . . working every Monday and Thursday night for the past year."

"Hmmm... well, I've been coming here for a while. I've seen most of the girls here."


"What's your pussy like?"

"Nice . . . shaved, tight. Would you like a show?"

"Well . . . you see, I have this fetish."

"What kind of fetish, sweetie?"

"Well . . . have you had any kids?"

"Nope, no kids."

"You said your pussy's tight, right?" he says, his faced scrunched up in disappointment.

"Yeah . . . real tight, baby. I do yoga."

"Can you open it up at all?"

"What do you mean, spread?"

"I mean, can you stretch your hole open so I can look inside."

"Uh . . . "

"I like to bring in my flashlight (he produces flashlight) and have the girl open her pussy real far so I can get a good look. I usually go to ***** who's had kids, but she's not on tonight."

"Hmmm . . . you know, I don't think I'm gonna be able to help you out."

"Oooh darn . . . really. Are you sure?"

"Yeah, why don't you try the other girl."

"Well, it was nice meeting you. Maybe I'll get a regular stage show from you sometime."

"Sure, that would be nice."

"Well . . . I'm gonna visit your friend next door. Have a good night."

"Have fun, sweetie."

The customer leaves my booth.

I hear the booth door next to mine open and then close right away. The sound of her phone ringing can be heard through the wall.

The girl next door is new . . . never been in the business. She's only had two shows since working here and she looks pretty straight. I press my ear against the wall of the booth wondering if she'll do the show.

I hear them talking to each other, but I can't quite make out what they're saying. After a couple minutes of what sounds like serious negotiation, the whir of the bill acceptor can be heard, along with the sound of her curtain closing to the hallway.

Fuck, she's going to do the show, I thought to myself. Good for her, I thought.

We all have our limits . . . and for some reason, that was mine that night.

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