Copyright © 2013 Myles Marcelino
My name is Samantha Heather "Sammy" Jameson. Petite but curvy, not-so-tanned skin, brunette hair, brown hazel eyes, full pink lips, slightly pointed nose. That's me. And yes... I used to be called the Best Slut in Town. That was my reputation. I was a slut—but I've changed. I've changed for the better. Yet people still see me as nothing more than a whore.
I spent years trying to prove myself to everyone in my town. I tried my best to be good, to help people, to show that I wasn't defined by my past. But no matter what I did, they still hated me. They were disgusted by me. Eventually, I gave up trying. I told myself I would never be seen as a good girl, and that no man would ever love me for who I truly am.
Almost every single man in town had been with me. They paid me to sleep with them, and in return, I earned enough to cover my needs—my old house, food, college tuition. That was my life back then.
Now, things are different. I've moved to London and work as a Music Advisor at Shine Records, a recording firm. I've saved enough to buy my own house, and my prized Audi R8. I've been living here for about two years, and everything has changed—even the way I see life.
Love, for me, feels unreal. I've come to believe that boys only want one thing from me: sex. Because of that, true love seems impossible, and I've never experienced it in my life.
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Through the Dark
Romance"Sorry, but I don't really believe in love," I said flatly. "I've never been in love, and it's not going to change. Guys only want pleasure... hot, steamy sex... and then they leave." "I have to disagree there, Sweet Cheeks," he said, leaning closer...
