"Uh, yeah. Course." Not really. Whenever he saw Jim, it usually meant he was about to lose all of his money. Not that he liked Sebastian more, he was a total arsehole but he was an arsehole he understood. Jim was unpredictable, confusing and he always won the situation. Bill had split the money but he wasn't wholly convinced he'd get to walk out with the money.
Sitting down, he felt awkward in the VIP area. Jim had a really nice suit on, everyone did here, and he was in his old football shirt and battered trainers. He wasn't really VIP material.
"I got your money though." Bill held out an envelope that he put all of his cash into, smiling at him. "I didn't get much work this week but I got some good playing clients."
"That's nice." Jim glanced at the envelope and then gestured at it so that someone who was not him would take that thing. He knew where that had been, he was not touching that. He wasn't feeling the appeal of filth today. Hence why he looked Bill over critically, taking in so many details. "See, I think we could give you a bit of a makeover and up the class. You could appeal to a higher set. Pretty, but rough. They like that."
Evidently. "Who's the one that just had to taste you?" He indicated his own neck. "Someone really liked it, didn't they? Looks like you went on a date with a blowfish."
"I dunno if I could ever pull off that sort of thing, I'm not really ... pretty?" He didn't think he had pretty features but he supposed someone like Jim probably knew better than he did. He couldn't imagine himself ever appealing to a higher class of people. His clients were specific and cultivated for a reason.
At the gesture to his neck, he raised his hand to cover it awkwardly. "Oh yeah, he was dead horny. A real weirdo." Bill laughed nervously and licked his lips. "I think he was something fancy. Like a lawyer. We fucked. I charged extra cause he was a kinky sort, right."
"A lawyer, hm? Kinky lawyer for my Bill. Seems like you were pretty enough for him. Tasty enough." Clearly. Jim tilted his head to the side as he inspected Bill, deciding that he could be a little curious. "What kind of kink was that then?" Wouldn't be bad, having some blackmail material on a lawyer. Might come in handy, potentially. No one liked having their embarrassing secrets outed. "They tend to be repressed, those men in suits. Too many posh schools. They all just want to dress up like women and get spanked."
He smiled happily. "A proud tradition in this country. Poufters created by the system."
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Sitting down, he felt awkward in the VIP area. Jim had a really nice suit on, everyone did here, and he was in his old football shirt and battered trainers. He wasn't really VIP material.
"I got your money though." Bill held out an envelope that he put all of his cash into, smiling at him. "I didn't get much work this week but I got some good playing clients."
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Evidently. "Who's the one that just had to taste you?" He indicated his own neck. "Someone really liked it, didn't they? Looks like you went on a date with a blowfish."
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At the gesture to his neck, he raised his hand to cover it awkwardly. "Oh yeah, he was dead horny. A real weirdo." Bill laughed nervously and licked his lips. "I think he was something fancy. Like a lawyer. We fucked. I charged extra cause he was a kinky sort, right."
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He smiled happily. "A proud tradition in this country. Poufters created by the system."