I packed my bag, a denim backpack, with the things I'd need to survive. A pair of shorts, skinny UO jeans, two vests and a bodycon dress. I also packed my toiletries, condoms (hey, expect the unexpected!) and 2 sets of bra and underwear. I shoved my $45 in my purse and climbed out of my window, breathing my goodbyes to my house and my life.
I caught the MegaBus to New York City. I lived in New Jersey, so it was only 7 hours and $15.50. The bus ride was smooth, riding the motorway in the dead of night had a scary but exciting feeling and I felt myself dozing off. The seats were comfy and I was tired.
"Hey! Wake up!" A voice was shaking me and shouting at me.
I looked up at him, a fat and balding bus driver. Nice. I smiled, apologised and got off.
The sight that I saw was captivating and mesmerising me.
The Empire State Building!
I made it!
Now I just had to make it...
I saw a club, with many posters our front and shady guys too.
I walked over and took a breath, about to ask a question and I knew it could change my life.
"How much are you offering for my virgînity?"
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Teen Prostitute 101
RomansaEll is 15, going on 16, and she runs away from home with $45 and a bag of clothes. Can she make it in the real world, even in the most undignified of ways, or will she stay true to the only person she's ever loved? X Mature Content X X This story co...
