The idea was to go to the shops with a girl friend, it really was, but the phonecall would be one that changed Liz's life forever.
"Hey Girl"
"Hey Liz, I can't talk long but I'm glad to hear from you."
"You too busy to do some shopping?"
"I will be for the next 3 hours or so." Liz's friend Lara giggles.
"What's going on?"
Lara pauses before she speaks- and seems to decide something internally.
"You know how you tell me how hubby doesn't give you enough cock? Found away around it."
"Really?"
"Yeah- a website called BoredHousewives.com. Basically you sign on with them and they help you find men willing to pay you money to have sex with you."
"What? Like a prostitute?"
"Sort of, though technically the men are paying the site then the site pays you half."
"No way."
"Mmm-hmmm. And it's worth every penny as the site does it's best to weed out the diseased and the psychos. On our end just sign a contract then let them run a thorough background check. They're fast though, I had my first offer 3 hours after I made an account."
"And people do this? Have sex with strangers for money?"
"You'd be surprised what men will pay to fuck other men's wives. And some of the men are really good. You should sign up, I always thought you were prettier then I was."
"Anyone else we know doing this?"
"Remember how you'd joke that all of Chelsea's children look so different from each other?"
". . .No!"
"Yep, all four have a different father. None of them are Al. So anyway, got to go."
And with that the phone was silent, and Liz wasn't sure what to do. |