Someone held me up at gunpoint last night. I’ll never forget the smell of his cologne or the brick butterflies banging around in my belly swiftly moving my partially digested spam Masubi to my colon.
We’re not different from you. We’re just doing a job, the same way you are. Any kind of person could be a sex worker. You probably know more sex workers than you think you do.
I knew I wanted to be a companion but I wanted to do something I like, I wanted to do something uncommon so all my work wouldn't rely on GFE which I think in certain cases can become very boring after a while.