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With the real estate market back in full swing Peg sets aside moonlighting at "Spoon Time" gentleman's club in favor of her normal, full time profession.  Having a bunch of horny frat boys and bikers ogle her while she took her clothes off was much more lucrative, but at least she's getting home at a decent hour now.  Sure, she was getting laid every night...sometimes multiple times per night...but performing all of her motherly duties and then burning the midnight oil was really starting to wear her down.

Aside from that, Pete was beginning to get a little suspicious.  Constantly telling him that her real estate clients are in Europe and could only be teleconferenced in the middle of the night is one thing, but coming home in the wee hours of the morning stinking of sex and cheap men's cologne was a little hard to explain away.

Real Estate has always will be a dog-eat-dog business and you've really gotta go the extra mile to get a sale.  She's tried everything...fancy business cards, snazzy mail fliers, her face on giant billboards, and even a thirty second commercial spot during the evening news.  What she needs is a gimmick...something to bring in the customers and really wow them.

Peg's first open house hasn't gone well.  One o'clock in the afternoon finds Peg roaming around the house she's trying to sell, fluffing pillows and rearranging flower vases, growing more and more aggravated with every passing minute.  In the four hours she's been there only two people have stopped by...and she wasn't really interested in what the pair of bicycle-riding Jehovah’s Witnesses had to say.

Peg: (thinking) Jesus, Peg.  What the hell are you doing wrong?  You use to be so good at this.  (audibly sighs) Maybe I should've stuck to stripping.

See Peg's 'sales gimmick' and read the story at the $5 tier level.  :D

Original Art by Chancero

Colors and Edits by Phillipthe2

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