Last year when I started at the salon, I loved so many girls that came in that I had to make a list. Alexa was in the top five on that list. I think I was so enamored of being around this bevy of fit young woman I had to somehow placed her near the top.
She would come into the salon and lament to Achilles. He was cold and indifferent to her. Treated her like trash. Apparently she used to work at the salon and maybe the separation was negative. But God she was beautiful. She would come in and she had a special arrangement. Achilles treated her like garbage and I never understood it. She was so beautiful.
A fine boned beauty. Slender, pretty face and revealing clothes. Achilles doesn’t like girls acting or dressing seductively because he just thinks they’re whores nobody wants, but my man is old world and I respect that. I have sisters and a daughter. I get it. Alexa dresses like she’s asking to be seduced. Low cut tops. Tits hanging out, legs out, or just really minimalist clothing. I would actually be worried about her walking out of the old salon in what she was wearing. It was too much sex and too little clothing, but I loved her because of that.
Achilles would treat her like crap when she came in. This is a former employee, but he treated her like a whore. It’s a weird situation. She comes in and pays $17 for a packet of lotion and a session in the premium bed. It doesn’t make sense. If she’s a former employee she should get a deal on a package, but she always rolls in and does the same thing that is profitable for us but a loss for her.
She’s beyond pretty and I yield to the rules of the salon and give her all of the attention I can to a flower this pretty, like I do all of my favorites.
My co-worker Haley would say, “You just missed your girlfriend… and she was looking extra slutty today. You would have loved her.” (See: Haley – Lightning in a Bottle)
Even little Haley knows I love broken wing Alexa. But I can’t help it. I was new back then and I’m caught up in the flirty sexiness of the job. I’m fine now and they’re all just clients by now, we have a business to run. Work in a bank, all the money turns into lettuce if you’re honest.
I no longer keep LOVE lists or anything like that, I just want the place to run and the people we employ to do their job and move forward.
Butt Alexa comes in and it’s always an event to me, because I love her. And when I say ‘love’ I mean phicklephilly love her. Alexa is so beautiful. Slender and I don’t know. There are so many pretty girls that come in here with their charm and caramel thighs , but Alexa can just hang out and just gush sexuality.
I’m a dad and I love my little Lorelei and I wonder if Alexa’s dad ever thinks about his daughter’s power and the negative aspects of that power. He’s a cop that works homicide in this city. That is some serious shit. I hear their relationship is solid and I like that. I hope he’s the man she says he is. Because a father is the most important man in a young girl’s life ever. You fuck that up and you pay big time. Everybody pays.
I know it can’t be easy being a cop, I have a few friends that in law enforcement and it’s a tough life. You’re dealing with the worst part of humanity most of the time.
But I’m fascinated by Alexa. I love her beauty. I love that Achilles hates her. I love that she’s sexy as fuck. I like that I want to be her sex slave. (kidding, but I kinda would)
She can’t keep a man. Her visits with hickies on her neck are juvenile and moments of jealousy for me. I wouldn’t mark Alexa by bursting the capillaries in her neck I’d leave her with a far deeper memory
I know I could do that.
I’m so nice to her when she comes in she actually says to Achilles that she thinks I’m in love with her. Of course Achilles balks, but we have to be cautious. This is a business. I’m not in love with Alexa but I know Im fascinated with this gorgeous, damaged girl. I love damaged girls. It’s what I do. I tried to fix Lisa, Michelle an Annabelle, and they all need to fix themselves but at least I tried to help.
Whenever Alexa comes in my eyes are watering she’s so beautiful. I’m always looking after her. Getting her water or whatever she wants. She will use a tingle lotion that will roast her and make her red and I’ll look after her. I’ll get her water and fan her and she must know that I’m just some old loser guy that will cater to her. I don’t even care, because there are really pretty girls that come in here and that’s fine, but when Alexa comes in here she brings the sex, and I see it and feel it. She is just one of these girls that can walk through life and just slay everyone in their path with lust and desire.
She just has that power and just does it. I have mad skills, but baby doesn’t even need them because she looks right and acts right and people just yield to that. I’m sure she’s making a fortune at her new bar job.
She’s back studying communications at Temple. Standard young girl shit here in Philly. But she did give me this reveal.
She says she left Pub Web in shitty North Philly and is now working as a bartender at Tir Na Nog in Center City. I hate that bar because it’s a sausage fest and just a rugby and soccer bar. It’s just a bunch of dudes yelling for sports and I’ll never go there.
but Alexa will be there on Wednesday and I’m off Wednesday so I should say hello.
She comes into tan and looks pale.
I tell her she looks pale and she does her usual deal. But buys a tingler pack and ends up red as hell. Poor baby. I tell her to wash up use make up and she’ll be fine.
She sits in th waiting area with 15 minutes to spare and does her makeup. I love watching this gorgeous girl do her makeup in front of me. I love girly things. I try not to look but Alexa is so beautiful I can’t resist.
Her shoelaces are untied I tell her not to trip on her on feet and that I’m worried about her.
I ask her when she’s working and she says, Friday, Saturday night and Wednesday.
There’s my moment.
“I can come in Wednesday because I’m off.”
“Cool. I’ll give you free drinks.”
“You don’t have to do that, Alexa.”
“I tell all of my friends to come in and they don’t. You come in and I’ll give you free drinks and you just tip me.”
At that moment I knew I had just solidified another hookup in Philly that I so desperately needed because we’ve had a few fall off. I love getting new ones. I’ll be there Wednesday on my own or hopefully with a loved one that will appreciate free drinks!
I’ve loved Alexa from afar for a year and understand her struggle, but remained a huge fan for a year. She doesn’t worry about me falling in love with her because I’m already in a relationship, but I so appreciate that we have a new place to hit for the hook up!
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