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   Foster Whore (Part 3, girl meets pimp) Lizard69



   "Can we talk for a minute?"

   When they'd converted the basement into a rec room Bill had insisted on
closing off this corner to make a home office.  The spare bedroom, Amber's
now, had gone back to it's original purpose.  The girl was too thin to
block the doorway and his wife was nowhere in sight.

   "Where's Mary?  You know we're not supposed to be alone together. 
Unless?..."

   "Yeah...  Well...  Just how bad do you want to do it?"

   "Sounds like you're thinking trade.  What exactly did you have in mind?"

   "Mary thinks $200 an hour is a good starting point.  She also thinks
you're the one to tell me how to find guys willing to pay that much."

   "So you want my services as a marketing consultant?  How much is that
worth to you?  Keep in mind that one good customer could be worth a $1000 a
month."

   "You know I don't have any money.  Mary is helping me for free."

   "That's Mary.  Her hobby is writing success stories.  The lower the
starting point, the better she likes it.  You're her latest project. 
Listen to her.  Follow her advice.  By the time other kids your age are
fighting to get into a good college, you'll be a guest lecturer collecting
a hefty speakers fee.

   "I'm a free lance broker.  People hire me to buy and sell things.  I've
bought and sold damn near everything imaginable.  I won't pick up the phone
for less than $500 an hour, but nobody hires me on an hourly basis.  I
normally take a percentage of the transaction.  Obviously I prefer to work
on the most valuable transactions I can.  I'm only one person.  There are
only so many hours in a day.  But there is no limit to the size of the
deals I can put together.  The most valuable thing you'll ever sell is your
time.  Anything else you can get more of but when your time is gone, it's
gone.  So your time is priceless in the sense that anything irreplaceable
is priceless.

   "In another sense your time is practically worthless.  You have almost
no experience or marketable skills.  There are very few sorts of work you
are legally allowed to do.  In those areas you're competing with a large
pool of kids that have their basic needs met and are trying to earn pocket
change.  Your best shot at getting what your time is really worth will come
from making yourself available in ways that other kids are not.  There's an
endless parade of eighteen through twenty-somethings available for $200 an
hour.  The youngest ones can easily pass for sixteen or seventeen.  A
reliable twelve year old who is sexually available for a price is very hard
to find.  Depending on how you mature physically you've got roughly a four
year window where you can pull high fees from a carefully selected customer
base.

   "If you're trying to get into this as a career I don't want anything to
do with it.  If you're trying to build, 'startup money', as quickly as
possible I'll help you but it won't be free.  I also won't swap services on
an hour for hour basis.  I can buy sex much easier than you can buy
marketing advice.  If you want my help you'll have to give me a 20% cut of
your professional time."

   "My professional time?"

   "You're a kid.  Most of your time is going to be spent being a kid. 
You're doing home school but that still means you have to set aside time
for learning.  There's eating, sleeping, and other personal maintenance. 
Prep time for work isn't much at first but as you get better it will
expand. Then there's recreation.  You need time that isn't committed to
anything when you can goof off or get creative.  I doubt if Mary will let
you work more than ten hours a week.  In return for helping you I want two
of them.  We can work it into your schedule."

   "What if I'm not working that much?"

   "If you're turning down bookings that's your problem.  If I can't find
enough generous, discrete, customers to keep you booked up I'll cut back my
time.  Regardless I get one hour out of every five you work.  Deal?"

   "Uh, let me think it over."

   After he left for work the next morning Mary asked her how it went.

   "He'll help, but not for free."

   "Gee, I wonder what he could possibly want in exchange?  Don't give me
that look.  Neither one of us is so dense we couldn't guess what he wants
on the first try.  What's his opening bid?"

   "Opening bid?"

   "Welcome to the world of business.  You're contracting for a service. 
Bill is bidding for the contract.  Normal practice is to decide on the
contract terms and let people who might be interested know a contract is
open for bid.  If everything else is acceptable the contract is usually
awarded to the low bidder.  Of course nothing is that simple.

   "In the real world everyone has preferred vendors.  I buy the store
brand of ice cream.  Other people won't touch anything but some expensive
name brand.  Some businesses buy their office supplies at the local big box
store.  Others pick up the phone to call an office supply outlet that
charges a little more but offers free delivery.  Some girls do their own
marketing.  Others have a guy who lines up prospects without any sort of
formal contract.  For some it's a pimp who's selling a service then forcing
them to provide the goods.  You're hiring a marketing consultant.  Bill has
the inside track on this contract but it isn't a lock.  I mean really, have
you ever had trouble finding perverts who wanted sex?"

   "I never went looking for it.  Other people took care of that but
there's never any shortage of creeps."

   "The important thing to remember is that this is just the opening round
of negotiation.  Since you didn't go to him with a predefined contract his
offer was probably tilted in his favor.  What services did he offer and how
much does he want for it?"

   "Uh, enough customers to keep me busy ten hours a week.  He wants one
hour out of five for himself."

   "So while he's actually offering to keep you busy for ten he only has to
schedule customers for eight.  Going for time instead of money is pretty
sharp.  The better you get at it, the more your time is worth.  As your
rates go up he gets an automatic raise.  If he's sure he can keep you busy
at $200 an hour that price is probably too low.

   "It doesn't matter if he can find more, there's a limit to how many
hours I'll allow you to work.  One of the first things you're going to
learn is the 80/20 rule.  It's sort of a universal constant."

   "What's that?"

   "A constant is a number or ratio that remains fixed.  One example is pi,
spelled pea eye.  It is the ratio of a circles diameter to it's
circumference.  If you know either the diameter or the distance around a
circle you can use pi to discover the other measurement.  The 80/20 rule
works in all sorts of ways.  Four fifths of your business will come from
one fifth of your customers.  Four fifths of your problems will also come
from one fifth of your customers.  The good news is that it's usually not
the same customers driving your business and causing your problems."

   "So I really only need two good customers instead of ten average ones?"

   "No, You still need all ten to get the two good ones.  The biggest part
of your business will be improving your skills to hold the good ones while
weeding out the losers.  You'll also need a steady flow of new prospects to
replace the losers.  You have a short window of opportunity and want to
make as much as you can before it closes.  On the other hand, you don't
want to screw yourself into the ground.  You have your whole life ahead of
you and becoming a burned out wreck before you hit eighteen would be a very
poor choice."

   "Bill said he wasn't interested in helping me make a career out of
this."

   "Sometimes he makes sense.  It's a job that rewards youth and freshness.
Over the long haul it isn't much better than waiting tables and changing
diapers.  That's if you ignore the legal problems and health risks.  Which
brings us to the next issue.  Where are you going to work?"

   "I don't know.  I guess you don't want me doing it here."

   "You better believe it!  Besides being our home, it's not a business
location.  Too much traffic will have the neighbors on our case and cops
coming out of our ears in no time at all.  Hotels and motels aren't much
better.  You can sneak through once or twice and they'll think you're the
child of a guest.  After that it's only a matter of time before they catch
on that you're an under age hooker.  No desk clerk can risk that kind of
heat.  You *might* get one warning.  They might call the cops right away to
cover their butts in case the police already know about you.

   "Out call is the only way and even for that you need some sort of
legitimate reason to be knocking at a strangers door.  It's absolutely
certain you won't be their first young girl.  Fortunately most of them will
have some hobby or interest that brings them in contact with kids.  People
generally discover their sexual preferences early enough to take them into
account when choosing a career.  The only pervert having you here should be
Bill.  I'm not happy about even him doing that in my home, but it's safer
than asking him to take you somewhere else.

   "It's still a problem.  I'd strongly suggest that you don't let him into
your room.  That should remain your space.  I certainly don't want you
doing it in the bed I share with him.  Unless you *want* me to trip over
you the living room and kitchen won't work.  The bathroom pretty much
guarantees I'll have a wild urge to use the plumbing and the garage is sort
of crude even if you could trust the door opener not to trip unexpectedly.
By process of elimination that leaves the basement, either the rec area or
his office.

   "So, let's get started on your counter offer..."

   Working free lance, Bill was accustomed to doing whatever the job
needed. Today the possibilities at home were enough to bring him back to
the basement office early.  He was still organizing projects and working
down his call list when Amber rapped on the frame of his open door.

   "Well, have we got a deal?"

   "Maybe.  I can do ten hours a week but you can only have one of them. 
And the paying customers come first."

   "Hmmm, all right, but only if I can split the time, like two halves or
four quickies."

   "Ok, but nothing smaller than a quarter.  The creeps have to pay for a
full hour and if they want to do it more than twice in that time it costs
extra."

   "How much?  And what do they get for the money?"

   "Mary thinks $200 might be a little low but it's someplace to start. 
For that much money I guess they can do whatever they want."

   "Hey!  What you do and what you charge for it is your choice.  If your
terms get so tight I can't sell it I'll let you know.  This is only a
suggestion but you should put some limits on the opening offer.  Think of
it like a restaurant menu.  There are places that have an, 'all you can
eat', buffet where there's a limited choice of food and if you only fill
your plate once you got overcharged.  There are economy places where you
have a little more choice and pay only for what you get.  There are
exclusive clubs where a membership cost you plenty even if you never use
it, and you can count on dropping at least a couple hundred any time you go
there.

   "Like I said, this is only a suggestion, but you should want to be
exclusive.  Asking a girl your age to do anything sexual is a crime all by
itself.  They should be willing to pay you just to have somebody they can
ask without worrying that she'll call the cops.  If it's ok with you, I
think I'll pitch it that way.  You're not standing on some corner asking
cruising johns to, 'check it out'.  You're interviewing potential clients
who might be interested in a very exclusive offer.  I've already got one
prospect in mind.  Work with Mary on questions you should ask and how you
should dress.  I'll let you practice on me to get a free sample of what the
others will be paying for.  How does a $35 interview fee sound?

   "Crazy.  Will creeps really pay that much just to hit on me?  What's
wrong with the way I'm dressed?"

   "Uh-huh and quit calling them creeps.  Don't even think the word. 
Clients who will pay top dollar expect you to be tolerant, even
sympathetic. We didn't *ask* for this particular sexual preference any more
than people decide to be gay or straight.  Some of us do a better job of
coping with the hand we've been dealt than others.  Some of them would be
creeps regardless but you don't have the luxury of judging people.  Clients
have to be stroked and not just physically.  While they don't actually
expect a, 'girlfriend experience', if you can play out that fantasy for
them it will be the next best thing to a license to print money.  Starting
now you're building a client list.  After you've filled it you can start
culling.

   "The way you're dressed is fine for me.  I've seen you in everything you
own and could do a recognizable sketch of you from memory.  You don't have
much of a figure to show off if you wanted to, so loose jeans and a
sweatshirt is tomboy casual.  Very few clients will expect a half size
fashion model.  Sex with the neighborhood tomboy is exactly what most of
them will be looking for.  But those who are paying you for the interview
and hoping to get on your client list will be checking you out as well. 
You want to stay age appropriate and not flash a lot of skin, but still
look nice.  Aim for wholesome, not hooker.  Get with Mary and work out what
you should ask potential clients."

   She did her first interview on the basement couch later the same day.

   "I'm really nervous about this so try to consider that, ok?  I've been
doing stuff with older guys since I was little but talking about it like
this is something new for me.  Do you have the interview fee?  You
understand that all we're going to do today is ask each other some super
personal questions, right?  I'm *really* choosy about who I hang out with.
You don't have to tell me anything but don't fib.  If I'm going to be alone
with you sometimes I need to know what to expect.  It will be more fun for
both of us if I know what you like.

   "You're not a virgin are you, I mean with kids?  I hope the money thing
isn't too much for you.  I don't really need the cash.  The couple I'm with
right now is taking care of me.  If I don't like you there isn't enough
money in the world to pay me to do stuff.  The important thing is that you
really, really, want to be with me.  The money is a way for me to know how
bad you want it.  If you want something special, you have to let me know,
and let me know how special it is for you.

   "So, What do you think?"

   "You'll get better with practice.  Right now you're good enough I'd send
you out to meet the first client.  I'll let him know to expect a call from
you sometime tomorrow afternoon.  I'd suggest getting Mary to chaperon."
   end of part 3 
