Keeping Up With An Escort

SOLD

"I rather be a stand up hoe than a fall down bitch" - Ariyah

I'm what most would call a bad ass bitch. I'm most hated but most adored. Get it? Yea I was that girl that every one whispered about and smiled in my face. But it was all good because I trusted no one but the dead presidents.

I had to die for beauty. I stood about 5'5" , 150 lbs due to my mamas collard greens and corn bread , D cups that were straight sitting up with a waist and ass that put Kim Kardashian to shame. But that's not even the half of it. My "swag" is what really set it off. I loved to dress up and change up. You would never catch me with the same hairstyle two days in a row. I had the latest Michael Kors , Doomey & Bourke , Chanel , Juicey Couture , and Gucci. Don't get me wrong , I didn't just buy shit because of it's name. I can turn a good will or Walmart into something couture , I was just that damn fashionable. One of my many talents.

My favorite talent though was selling the game and not telling it. Yea that's right 22 year old Denim Blu was a pimp. No I didn't have hoes that walked the street. All my bitches worked inside and were high end escorts. I had niggas that worked on Wall Street looking to be accompanied by my girls. We made money and lots of it. I took these hoes off the streets and made women out of them. I taught to trust no nigga and fear no bitch. The motto was " the game is to be sold and not told " and that's what we lived by.

My girls went by the name of Pink Ladies. They all represented themselves as ladies and someone who is worth more than a bag of coke and $5OO.

I made sure to do weekly drug tests and monthly check ups at planned parenthood.

Wasnt no pimp fucking with me. They couldn't even get on my level and you wouldn't dare to try and take my thrown.

I started this pimping shit !

*started a new book just a preview tho , stay tuned for some real pimp'n shit