What’s Your Pleasure? Part Four

Ecrits Blogophilia Week 6.14 Topic:
Til the World Ends

Hard Bonus (2 points): Include the title of a Clive Cussler book (Golden Buddha)

Easy Bonus (1 Point): Utilize a foghorn or whistle

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A Balmy New York City Night
At Lexi Parker’s Luxury Rental Apartment
April 1, 2019…

Stu drove the ladies from 512 West 42nd St. to 535 West 43rd. It was a two minute drive. Normally a five minute walk for Lexi, but Stu understood she needed assistance tonight. So, very kindly he carried a passed out Becky from the Escalade into the swanky Hell’s kitchen Apartment building, up the elevator and into Lexi”s brand new all white two bedroom unit.

“Wow,” Liz gasped, “this is so nice! You can afford Julliard and this apartment on a Bunny Salary?”

“Well no. They pay well, but my Dad is a doctor so he is helping with rent.” Lexi was grateful for her generous Father, but took pride in paying for her own tuition, after aid. Especially since both of her parents wished she’d gone into medicine or finance. It was her life long dream to pursue the arts. They finally conceded after they realized how hard she worked to get into the conservatory and set up financial aid.

The apartment was long and narrow, kitchen first, then dining area and living space set against a wall of white paned windows that led to a small terrace and semi obstructed city views. But the lights sparkled out there, all the same.

Stu deposited Becky on the long grey suede sofa and positioned a furry white pillow behind her tousled blonde locks. “Is it okay if Goldilocks sleeps here?” he teased.

“Gosh Thanks for everything Stu, I owe ya one.” Lexi tossed her keys and rape whistle into an artsy Golden Buddha dish that sat on top of the round marble coffee table. Then she placed the food bags on the white kitchen island, “Do you want to stay for dinner Stu? There is plenty.”

“No, no I am on the clock Hun, I’ll see ya tomorrow night at the Club.” Stu hurried off with a nod and wave.

Lexi set up two plates of food at the glass dinning table, so she and Liz could eat. Becky was completely out.

“How many nights do you work?” Liz took a delicate bite of her Lobster tail.
“I work four nights a week, Saturday, Sunday, Monday, Tuesday. But as you saw tonight weeknights are really slow, that is why they let me off early. To be honest I am not sure the club is gonna make it.”

“Really? Yeah well I guess Bunnies are probably frowned upon in today’s society. I mean I get it, with ‘Me Too’ and all, but it seems like you are all treated fairly well in there.”

“Oh we are. And it is because of ‘Me Too’ that things have changed since Hugh’s day. But I am not sure people are ready for what the club is offering.”

“You know our Mom met Hef once,” LIz raised her eyebrow and continued, “When she was nineteen she actually ran away from home and went out to LA to the Mansion. She wanted to be a Bunny. She told us she met Hef and lived at the Mansion for a month before my Grandpa found her and dragged her back to Utah.”

“Oh my gosh no kidding?” Lexi was floored, “Is that why you girls came to the club?”

“Yeah, our Mom gave us this Spring Break trip as a gift to go and live it up for two weeks, she actually told us to go wild before we commit to the Church for good. I think if she had not met our Dad when she was 21, she would have left Utah for a different life.”

“My parents are in the Church, but I left after college. I spent four years figuring out how to make this my life, and I have never been happier.” Lexi took a sip of diet coke.

“Hey Lexi will you take a selfie with me to send my Mom, I meant to get a shot at the club, but then well Becky started drinking,” Liz giggled.

“Oh sure,” Lexi moved in close to Liz and smiled pretty for the photo.

“Perfect!” Liz sent it straight to her instagram page and tagged her Mother Sue, she captioned it, ‘We went home with a Playboy Bunny’

“So, are you on Insta? I can tag you too.”

“I’m @LexiBuns, or Lexi Parker”

“Got it,” Liz tagged Lexi and continued to finish her steak, “This is delicious. Thank you so much for taking care of us Lexi, you have really gone out of your way.”

“No worries Girlfriend, we Provo gals gotta look out for each other.”

Liz’s phone buzzed with a text alert, she picked it up to see who was texting this late, “Oh it’s my Mom,” Liz read the text allowed, “She says, ‘Can you ask Lexi if she was adopted by Dr. and Mrs. Neill Parker?”

“Adopted?” Lexi’s heart sunk.

To be continued.

Written by Christine Wichman c. April 24, 2021

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