The mystery man handed me a glorious bundle of cash, as thick as my thigh and full of $100 bills.
"There's $95,000 there. The club takes a 5% commission, chick.
"Okay, that's cool. So, when do you, you know, wanna....frickle frackle...?" It's weird. I've sold my virginity but talking about sex makes me uncomfortable.
"Oh, not yet. You see, I want to let you, prepare, shall we say? Here's my mobile number. I'll call you when I want to take it, when I'm in the mood. Expect me to drop a call in the next two weeks, amigo." And with that my mystery man walked off.
He was going to have good luck contacting me, because i didn't even have a phone. But with my money, my thigh sized wedge of money, I went into the nearest AT&T and got an iPhone 6, on their most expensive package. $80 a month, but that's nothing for me now! I needed so many things, and I had so little time...oh well!!
Let the shopping spree begin!
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Teen Prostitute 101
RomanceEll 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...
