“I’d like one Sephiroth, please.â€
The voice of the timid, mousy-haired girl in front of the counter matched her appearance. Maggie sighed as she looked up from her paper. “Do you have an appointment?”
“Ah, no. Was I supposed to?†The shy girl looked uncomfortable and wrung her hands.
“For most of ‘em, no, but Sephiroth is one of our most popular models. We’ve got ten of them operational, and you still need to book a week in advance.†Maggie shook her head. “So sorry, kid, no can do. You need some suggestions? I’ve got the Final Fantasy section of the catalog here,†she offered, pulling out a well-worn and dog-eared magazine that held some of the brothel’s most popular products.
“Oh, no thank you,†said the girl, blushing. “I can pick another one on my own.†She chewed her lip for a moment, then spoke up again timidly. “Do you have, ah, a Spike?â€
“Spiegel? You’re in luck, kid. He’s very popular too, but one of our regulars cancelled today. I’ll get him set up in a room for you.†Maggie tapped some numbers into her computer. “Need anything else? Lube, toys, handcuffs, lingerie?â€
The girl’s face turned even redder. “Oh… oh, no thank you. I don’t need anything like that. But, ah…†She bit her lip again. “Could I also have… a Vicious?â€
Maggie squinted down at the girl over the counter. “A Spike and a Vicious?†She eyed the girl’s slender frame. “They’re both pretty big, sweetheart. Are you sure you want them both on the same day? You might be sore afterwards.â€
“Oh, no! No, not like that.†The girl’s eyes widened. “I didn’t mean it like that. I don’t want to… to have them both,†she explained. “I just want them… ah… together.†A small, anticipatory smile spread over her pink lips.
Maggie’s eyebrows rose up into her bangs. It seemed she’d overestimated this girl’s naïveté. “Yaoi fan, huh?†The girl blushed and nodded, grinning wider, and Maggie backspaced over the information on her screen. “You should’ve said something. You’ll need a special chip for that. Those subroutines don’t come standard.â€
Maggie reached over into the drawer and pulled out two chips wrapped in plastic, handing them across the counter to the girl. “You just give those to the handler when you get to the room and she’ll install them, okay?â€
“Okay,†the girl repeated, nodding. She handed over her credit card and Maggie swiped it through.
“You’re all set, sweetheart,†Maggie told the girl, handing back the card. “You have fun now, you hear?â€
The girl’s eyes positively sparkled with anticipation. “Oh, don’t worry. I will.â€