My Kinda Night

~~time to get dirty

      My nights are the same.

      I put on my skimpiest clothes, which is usually my black leather bra, leather jacket, red thong and fishnet leggings. My street name is Velvet Snake. I'm one of the more 'popular girls' when it comes to prostitutes on Colorado street.

I meet up with my girl Stella outside of her apartment and we walk out to our usual spot outside of the bar. Although we have to make sure we walk a bit down the street, otherwise security kicks us away. We usually both find a customer in the first 15-20 minutes. I will admit that I'm usually the first one gone. Last night I got lucky with my date.

He wasn't your typical customer. Not like those old middle aged creepy looking dudes you would usually be stuck with. This one was younger, maybe in his late 20's. And he didn't look gross, in fact, he looked quite rich. He was dressed in a suit and tie, and he had a clean fresh shave. When Stella and I saw him make his way towards us, we didn't say a word. Just puffed out cigarette smoke out, trying to look as sexy and chill as we could. I knew he would come to me first, they always did. Stella was a lot older than me, and still not as experienced as I am.

He made eye contact with me as he came closer. And finally he stopped about 2 inches away. "I want you." He said with a deep husky voice.

"You got it," I said before giving Stella a wink and walking away with him.