40 dollars
That's all her body was worth
A one-night stand funded by stolen money
An adolescent trying out coitus for the first time.
"How do you like it?" said this young stallion.
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"What do you mean?" Said the $40 body.
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"How do you want it?" The young mustang expelled.
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"What are you talking about?" Said this epitome of human-abuse
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"Why are you asking these stupid questions?" Said the impatient fellow
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This went on till it led to a conversation, she spat what he saw as the equivalent of bullshit. She told him bout her problems, her broken marriage, her ambition as an actress.
Maybe she was way more than a whore after all.
Maybe she was just trying to pay her bills.
Maybe she was doing this to suffice the pain she felt.
Alexander mellowed down his sexual tension... he got compassionate over her situation... he decided to take his time just like she was taking his.
The 24th hour struck and his objectives rekindled, he sat beside her, he took his fingers downstairs... what he did with them cannot be spoken.
This isn't another literotica.
This is a story of how this fellow went beyond his borders.
The way he got what he wanted eventually but never enjoyed it
The way he didn't use protection... not just for his body, but for his mind.
This 17 year old friend of mine lost his virginity that day.
But he also gained something.
He gained love for the 27 year old harlot he had lost it to.
Endless nights of dissatisfaction he feels
Regret and perhaps STDs running through his veins.
Alex and Cindy.
The whore-story I wish he had never told me.
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BIPOLAR SPIFF
RandomDepictions of my truest expressions. Stories of my heart's deepest labyrinth Everything you read here has a physical, mental or emotional link to the life I live. So don't just read it Let it seep into your bloodstream Let your heart synchronize...
