“How many hours does she have on her?” the buyer asked as he looked over towards Janette posing against the wall.
“Not that many…” I replied pulling up my tablet and bringing up her record, “Looks like 269 hours, one owner, a high end escort service.”
The buyer nodded, “Explains why those tits are so small… that’s gonna be an extra expense for me.” he replied.
It was an obvious negotiation tactic, sure Janette’s tits weren’t huge, but they were perfect on her frame for any purpose other than porn or a sleazy strip club like the buyer owned.
“We can offer a good price on upgrades, we have the best medical staff on the west coast.” I replied.
The buyer grunted in an unhappy agreement before speaking again, “So why did the escort service dump her? She looks perfect for that. I something wrong with her programming?”
I checked my notes again, “Nope, just aged out. Says here they rotate out at 24, no matter what. As I said… high end escort agency.”
The buyer seemed to perk up at that, “Well, still. $50k is too much. I can’t do more than… say… 30.”
I let out a chuckle and shook my head, “Come on, you and I both know that by Tuesday I’m gonna have a lineup for her at 50. Hell, if I wait a week I can probably get a bidding war going on a make 75 or more for her. You just got lucky and arrived late on a Friday when she was being put on display.”
The buyer scratched his chin and shook his head, “Still gotta put in a good 10k to get those tits and lips done… I can do 37.” he shot back.
I let out a slight sigh, “Alright, here is my one and only deal I’ll cut you, and I’m only doing this because if she’s gone before close she’ll get added to my bonous for the week. 45k… plus an extra 5k for 50 total… and that will cover the medical for her tits and lips. I’ll have her delivered to you by next Friday.”
The buyer raised an eyebrow and then nodded as he held out his hand, “Done.”
I shook his hand and we headed back to my desk to do up the paperwork, as I finished up I smiled and chuckled under my breath a little.
“What’s so funny? You screwing me somehow?” the buyer asked.
I looked up, “Oh, sorry, nothing really. Just thinking about the conversation I had with my co-working a few hours ago. They were so sure nothing was gonna happen on a Friday afternoon they asked if I would cover for them.”
They buyer chuckled as well and nodded, “Sometimes it just pays to be in the right spot at the right time.”
I nodded and turned the paperwork towards him, “Sign here, here, and here.” I said and handed him a pen.
He signed and after a little bit more small talk, he left, letting me close up and get ready to leave.
The last thing I had to do before leaving was collect my bonous… Janette who would be accompanying me home for the weekend before her upgrades started on Monday.
