Do hookers have feelings?

CHAPTER 1

Alexa's POV

I walked to the window to see if my limo has arrived.  " which one is it now?" Yolanda my room mate and best friend asked. she was currently curled up on the couch eating pop corn.

" Normen,  his taking me on his boat today." I sat next to her.

"Girl I wish I  was a high class escort too" she took in a hand full of pop corn. "oh honey am selling my body to men who don't appreciate  it. Am not proud of it." she put the pop corn down and crawled to me and hug me. "Oh honey at least they pay high dollar for it." she chucked. "hell I dance half naked  for sweaty dudes with wives and kids waiting at home." we laughed.

After a while there was a door bell. "That's me." I got up and straiten my red tight dress. It had a deep v neck line and it showed of my curves very well.

                       "How do i look?" she smiled at me.

                   she replied"pretty sexy. Now go and rock his world."

The minute I left my home I become this emotionless, angry, sex addict. I guess that's why i get paid a lot. i walked to the limo and the driver opened the door for me. I didn't even look at him it was like he was invisible to me.

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A/N :- Edited by lydusmile88 thanks girl.