Know Me by Name.

Casey was sitting in her penthouse. After just a few months of being an escort, she was reeling in money like there was no tomorrow. This was an amazing job. Sex for money? Things couldn't possibly get better!

Though, some of her clients weren't as attractive as she had hoped and she had to fake her own orgasm more often than not, it was a fair trade.

She was able to buy one of the most expensive penthouses in town, she was able to buy herself an entirely new wardrobe as well as a whole new collection of expensive namebrand makeup. She visited only the best hairstylists in town and ate at the most expensive restaurants, as well.

It wasn't because she was lazy or she didn't know how to cook - Casey had always done things herself back before being a callgirl, and she loved to cook. But why would she get up and do things that she could pay others to do? She practically had an endless supply of money.

Today, she was enjoying a fine lunch at a cafe that had opened up several weeks ago. It was one of her favorite places to eat, for they had her new favorite dish: Masa toro with caviar. She happily paid the $240 per dish and usually had a martini with it for a mere $125 on the side. Most of her afternoons mirrored this if she wasn't out shopping, getting her hair or nails done.

Her evenings were more or less the same. Dinner at a different restaurant then she had lunch at where she should dress in elegant attire and usually get the same booth in the corner so she could watch everyone that came in. Whenever asked if 'this seat was taken', she would smirk and reply "Come back when you're making more than me. I'm banking close to almost a million every week.". She would lick her lips, sip her wine. and wave the man off.

Casey happily believed that no man was good enough for her unless they were making more than her. She knew that most men would only be with her for her looks or her money- Maybe even both. Finding a guy that would fall in love with her for her personality was proving to be a tough one. But she wasn't looking for love at all. Why even bother with it?

She was beyond satisfied with how her life was going now. She was happy, she had money, and she lived comfortably. What more could she possibly ask for?

Nothing. Absolutely nothing.

"Excuse me, miss?"

Casey looked up through her Prada sunglasses, flipping her newly conditioned hair behind her shoulder. "May I help you?"

This man seemed just a bit attractive to her. Maybe he was a step in the right direction.

"I just couldn't help but to notice that you're the only beautiful face I see here."

Casey scoffed. Or not. "You should leave. Now. Before you embarrass yourself any further. You're lucky I find some amount of pity for you, otherwise I would douse you in my martini."

The guy quickly gathered himself and left.

She happily enjoyed the rest of her lunch before ordering dessert. $80 cheesecake sounded pretty fantastic to her at the moment. The sound of her iPhone 6+ going off drew her from the chocolate heaven she had devoured herself in.

"Hello?" She answered, dabbing at the corners of her mouth with her napkin.

"A-Are you... Green Eyes?" The man on the other end asked.

"Hmm... That depends. Who are you? How did you get my number?"

"My name is Matt. I'm a friend of Jonas-"

Casey laughed softly. "I haven't heard from Jonas since he started seeing that girl and things got serious. I guess he's passing my services onto you. And to answer your question, yes, I am Green Eyes. Pleasure to meet you- Or talk to you, actually."

Matt chuckled as he shifted in his car at the red light. "I was wondering if you could... Service me."

"Depends when."

"Whenever you can."

Casey couldn't help but to raise an eyebrow. "You're already bowing to me and we haven't even met? Oh, you're going to be a lovely little pet." She made sure to keep her voice low so the others around her wouldn't here. "I'll meet you by the big fountain near downtown at eight tonight. Is that fine?"

"That's perfect. But how will I know it's you?"

"Just look for a blonde bimbo with green eyes. It really won't be that hard, I promise." She laughed before hanging up.

She put down the reminder in her phone and stood from her table outside, leaving a three hundred dollar tip for her waiter before hailing a taxi. "Shopping district, please." Casey smiled as she got in.

A new customer meant a new impression to leave and this guy seemed to already be wrapped around her finger. She was excited to meet him, nonetheless. Make his jaw drop and have him coming back for more. Hopefully he had the money for her services. She wasn't cheap in the slightest.

Once the taxi dropped her off and she paid her fare, she made her way into Victoria's secret for new lingerie. She went straight for a red crotchless negligee with a corset. Most of her customers were drooling within the first second of seeing her in this. She brought a few other things before moving onto the next store for shoes.

She brought several pairs but one pair of shiny black Louboutin's caught her eyes. She'd definitely wear those tonight for her new customer.

Her third and final store was probably the easiest to get lost in. Giorgio Armani. Within the hour, she emerged with a three thousand dollar simple black babydoll dress. It would fit perfectly with her heels.

Casey paid a visit to her hair dresser, asking for voluptuous curls.

Afterwards, she had a massage then a manicure and pedicure before finally visiting a well known makeup artist to have her makeup done. It was a special occasion, after all.

She had never done this for any client before - Get herself all prettied up. But since Jonas had given his friend, Matt, her number... He had to be special. Jonas was her first customer and soon after, he met a girl that had stolen his heart. Her and Jonas had became great friends and come to know everything about each other. She trusted him with a few secrets and he the same.

So, for him to trust someone with Casey's number, this guy must have either really needed some good sex in his life, or he had tons of money and was about to discover that he needed sex from 'Green Eyes'.

Either way, Casey was going to give him some damn amazing sex. He would definitely be blowing up her phone night and day, begging to be buried in her.

Most women would cast Casey aside as some sex crazed slut or money hungry whore.

And maybe she was. But she didn't care. She was STD clean- Got tested twice a month. She was making a living for herself. She absolutely saw no problem with her lifestyle whatsoever.

Her shopping bags were beginning to weigh her down, so she skipped a mud bath for the day. It wasn't important. And anyways, she would probably get one tomorrow instead to unwind. In her mind, she was picturing someone with a cute face but a bit of a measly body. Nothing impressive. His voice sounded fairly attractive, however. So hopefully he was into dirty talk. Maybe that would help her get off if he had a small dick.

Casey checked her Coach watch. She had just four in a half hours until she was supposed to meet up with Matt. It would take her a good twenty minutes to get to her building by cab. Another five to get up to her penthouse. She could set an alarm, nap for two hours, take a bath, and touch up her makeup and hair before getting dressed. Then, she would have just enough time to hail a taxi to go meet up with Matt.

Everything seemed perfect in her head and hopefully it would stay that way.