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Confession: Me a prostitute? No way…well maybe?For a few months, we hooked up for sex whenever he was in town. On the whole, it was good. There were times he didn’t treat me very nicely but most of the time he lavished affection and praise and compliments. And of course there was the money. During that time, he had paid me over $3,000 in total!!One night when he had taken me out to dinner and was sweet talking me, he told me about a friend of his who was going through a divorce and said he wanted me to do something for him. He wanted me to have sex with his friend. The way he had kind of manipulated me verbally, it was not a request. I didn’t mind though, I really did want to please him and if that meant having sex with his friend, well okay.I was not expecting what happened next. güvenilir bahis He handed me a pager and said that’s how I would be contacted. He also said I needed to adopt what he called a “trade name” to go by to preserve my privacy. He laughed when I selected the name Linda; it was just the first name that popped into my head. He thought it was funny because it was such an ordinary name.A few days later the pager goes off and I go down to the dorm lobby and use a pay phone to call. This guy tells me where he’s staying and I went back up to my room to change clothes. On the bus ride downtown suddenly the enormity of what I’m about to do hits me and I almost throw up. OMG, I’m going to meet a stranger who is going to pay me for sex! That means only one thing; I will be a prostitute. türkçe bahis With the first guy, I already knew him and was attracted to him and it wasn’t any different from the guys I met at parties and dances who I hooked up with. I’d had maybe 6 or 7 one night stands that way and never felt like I was being too promiscuous because I hadn’t done it nearly as often as some of the other girls I knew. I thought about what I had in my purse; three condoms and a bottle of sex lubricant. I got off the bus and was scared and nervous and shaking with fear. I knew where the hotel was but had never been inside it and that make me worry. I told myself to get my act together; courage and confidence I told myself. That got me through the lobby and into the elevator but when I got to güvenilir bahis siteleri the floor my knees got weak.I found the door and knocked. When the door opened, I was shocked. This poor guy was even more scared than I was. I felt genuine compassion for him and realized I was going to have to take charge of things. I let him talk for quite a while then got him to sit down so I could take his shoes off. I finally got him into bed. His penis was large but I couldn’t get it erect. I had been surreptitiously masturbating him to try and get myself aroused. Intercourse was impossible. I managed to get his penis inside me but it kept slipping out.I decided to cuddle and talk to see if that would help. After probably 20 minutes, I tried got get him aroused again. My efforts were only somewhat effective so I decided to give him a blowjob. Now that worked, he loved it. I got dressed and told him I’d love to meet with him again. He handed me a “gift” and I left. That means only one thing; I am a prostitute. I like it.
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