" Are you one of those sluts who come to sleep with him?," he said his hands going for her shoulder, " you can go to me , I'll pay extra. "
Now Jezebel was pissed, this jerk though she was a sex worker or something. She could not fathom where he even got that. She slapped his hands away.
" Are you an employee here? " she asked him. The jerk had bent over holding his arm. Jezebel had made sure to dislocated his hand while at it.
A middle aged man standing by the counter saw what was happening and came running.
" Can I ask what the problems is?" he asked without looking at his companion.
" Can I get a manager," Jezebel repeat getting irritated. She didn't have the time to explain herself.
" I'm the manager, " the bewildered man said. Jessica looked at him with doubt, she had met one psycho she wasn't in the mood for another.
" It's me, " he said noticing her doubt . He pointed at his name tag that had manager in it.
" You really should regulate your employees, sexual harassment on women is not a good front. Thank goodness I can fight," she said to the manager pointing at the man still bent over holding his arm.
The manager looked at the injured man. What had this fool done. He had gotten in through the back door a favor to one of his friends. Day one on the job and he goes on to harass women.
" You are fired," he said to the man and turned to Jezebel.
" Sorry for the inconveniences, we'll give you a five percent discount on everything you buy as an apology," the manager said bowing down.
" Do you sell in wholesale price?" she asked she was going to squeeze them out of getting her money.
" Yes if you buy in large amounts," he answered looking at her puzzled.
" Good, I want everything you have in stock," she said smiling at him.
The manager stumbled, this was too big of an order. Why would a little girl need all that for.
As if reading her mind she said," it's for different resorts, my Job is to purchase for them ," she said seriously.
The manager nodded now everything made sense.
" We can do that but it will be delivered in two days," he said. Jezebel nodded at that. She didn't want the warehouse to be too congested.
They signed the contract and Jessica paid half full payment after the delivery. She left the shop happy. She decided to stop her supply gathering for that day. She was too tired to continue buying things.
When walking away from the commercial district she was attracted by a shop that sold men accessories. She though of buying a gift for Ethan and Julian. They would probably be excited.
She walked out of the shop with a new watched for Julian and a small gold chain for Ethan. She just felt it would each match them. This had made her day.
...
Jezebel sat by the counter at the club. She had decided this on a whim since she had never been there. She had spent her day wondering around and eating street food until night came.
The club she was in was called, Blacks, it was a pretty high scaled club where drinks could cost as much a a months salary. She had heard one of her classmates talk about it so she wanted to see for herself.
She sat at the counter so that could see how people operated. It was still early, nine at night, so there were not a lot of people.
She had ordered a non alcoholic cocktail since she didn't want to drink that early.
" New here?" the bartender, a beautiful blood haired girl asked after noticing her curiously looking around .
Jezebel nodded," yes I've never been to a club before." The bartender smiled.
" Ever drank alcohol?"
" no,"
" want to try," the bartender whispered to her with a smile. She really found Jezebel adorable. She had come into the club dressed in a very short skin tight dress, with ample cleavage showing. The walked Soo confidentiality stilettos hitting the floors. She didn't notice but she was practically the center of attention.
" I don't want to get super drank so give me something light and sweet I don't like bitter things," she said to the bartender.
She looked at the bartender as she mixed different kinds of drinks . She pushed it to her. The drink was red with a red berry on the side of the glass.
She drank it just a small amount to test.
" How is it," the girl asked her eagerly.
"Its so good, doesn't taste like alcohol at all," she said looking at the girl with a smile," is it really alcoholic?"
The bartender smiled.
Jezebel could feel herself becoming light headed but she could still tell her surrounding. She had drank four of the drinks the waiter gave. She couldn't tell of she was drank or just dizzy.
He drank her fifth glass slowly. She looked around the club, she was not sure what time it was but there were a lot more people unlike when she arrived.
The music was Soo loud that she could feel it in her skin.
The blond girl was still there serving the other people at the counter with skill. Jezebel waved at her.
" could you call any of this two numbers in like an hour," she said pushing her phone with Ethan and Julian's contact on it .
After giving her phone to the stunned girl, she walked into the dance floor disappearing into the crowd of people.
Jezebel started to dance, she could feel people's bodies pressing onto hers but she didn't care.
The music released her stress, the alcohol had numbed her senses and her worrying about the future.
It felt surreal something she had never felt before. She knew she was drunk but not drunk enough to let someone man groap her.
She turned around and slapped the person who had touched her. He looked young her age . He disappeared into the crowd.
Jezebel turned around and continued to dance.