She Argues with Dead People

I am going to try and give you a glimpse into Suki's world.Oh yeah, she is like me in the fact that she lives in her own world.Hers is a little creepier than mine.Okay I did my duty,I warned you.Where to begin.....
I was so excited when Suki came to me for a job.Her mother is Japanese and her father is American.She is 5'5 and has hair down to her waist that is so shiny you can almost see your reflection(if she could stop flipping it around long enough).It is all one length and ultra soft .There is no styling products so clients are free to run their hands through it or let it tickle over their thighs without her getting angry that they messed up her do.Most women would be envious of her flawless complexion, delicate nose and pink rosebud lips.She reminds me of one of those oriental dolls they have dressed in red silk kimonos.The drawback comes below the neck.She is slightly disproportioned ,with a small bust and larger hips and thighs. After looking at her face and hair there is a mental picture of a very petite framed body that springs to mind. Broad(compared to most oriental women)shoulders and a wide waist conflicts with that picture and you must take a second look to make sure you saw what you thought you saw.I guess you would call her body type an apple,smaller on the top and bigger on the bottom.Her body isn't bad and she is only slightly overweight.Maybe if her breasts were larger or her ass wasn't as flat as a pancake she would appear more symmetrical.(Keep in mind I am very critical of womens appearances and that does include my own.I always notice the flaws first.That may very well be why I am never satisfied.:-()The overall package was still an attractive one.
Alot of clients request Asian women and this would be my first opportunity to fulfill that desire.(Aside from Madora a Philippine/black girl that worked for me.I don't count her because she played up a black look more than an oriental one.)If she played her cards right she could make alot of money.As I mentioned before when they come to me from an escort service it reassures me that they know how full service agencies work.
The first couple of nights were normal and she kept to herself.Over the next few weeks her behavior became more and more odd.She was very paranoid that we were always staring at her.She was justified ,we were.She conversed and argued with people noone else saw.She would get agitated and demand they go home and wait for her there instead of following her to work.I finally asked who "they "were.Ghosts and spirits that followed her around everywhere she went.
As I said we all stared,it was too entertaintng not to.She began to believe Adam was madly in love with her and sending her innuendos of affection I couldn't see.The other girls assured her they didn't see it either.This was a subject her and I never discussed.Adam tried not to even glance her way or speak to her.
She had a roommate with an iugana that would hide and wait to attack her when she entered the house or so she thought. Whether a taxi driver or girl gave her a ride home they had to go walk in the house first to make sure the coast was clear of the killer lizard.
By now you must notice I have a helluva sense of humor and can put up with alot when it amuses me.And boy did she amuse me.The clients never seemed to get a glimpse of her delusional side and she had a few regulars.Her personality was lacking and most clients found her dull(she used up all the interesting stuff on us).
This may be shocking with everything else I have shared about her but her confidence was hiding in the same place as her personality.When she didn't get picked it was like a insult directed straight at her.The guy didn't think she was as pretty as the others or he thought she was too fat etc...We all doubt ourselves but most of us don't annouce it in public and wear our weakness like a banner. She was on a shift with 3 other girls when she went to the dressing room came out with her cigarette case and what looked like a bulge under her dress."I'm just stepping outside for a cigarette"she said.This was not normal(even for her) and after a few moments Kelly stuck her head out the door to see where she was.She was leaning aginst the building next door.."There are just too many girls and it's too crowed for me to make any money."she told Kelly who had went to make sure she was okay.That was the last anyone saw or heard from her until this week when she called to ask me for a job.
I left work early tonight because my allergies are killing me.My head is hanging,my nose is running and my eyes are drooping and draining(that's an attractive picture).I think my body is telling me to go get some rest.We'll finish this in the next few days.Nightie-night.