Street Whore (ENGLANDXANYONE)

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Arthur was standing on the street corner like he usually did, wearing /very/ tight clothes. A skimpy tank top and a tight mini skirt with heels, which were killing him. Arthur disliked his job as a prostitute, but he had to do it. It was the only job he could do without messing up, and he needed the money. It was basically a lazy job too. All he had to do was stand at the corner and wait for some pervert to come and pick him up for a 'fun time', which he was doing right now. At least it would give him a place to keep warm until they threw him out, which is what most clients did. The Brit looked up when he heard the brakes of a car stopping for him. He sighed softly and picked up the bag full of all kinds 'toys' that was by his side, and walked over to the car. He leaned against the open window and smirked. "And what can I do for you, baby?"
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