I was awoken by the snoring of the man asleep next to me.
I turned so that I was facing him.He looked much better when I had alcohol in my system. Now I see his dry skin,thinning blond hair,and sagging body.
It was worth it though. I turn so my back is facing him and quietly creep out of the expensive hotel bed.I grab the 100€ I earned last night , slip on my clothes,and am out of there in a matter of minutes.
I like the older rich guys I can get a lot more money off them than the younger more attractive guys I usually work for.And by work I mean sleep with for money.
Yes...I'm a prostitute. I have been since I turned 18.
You see,I ran away when I was 14.I've lived with my mother in Brighton most of my life.
I never really understood her in capability to love me.That was untill she told me my 14th birthday.
Turns out my dad raped my mom.
I left that night I found out.I left when I realized she didn't love me.That nobody could love me.
I turned to Alcohol and used prostitution as a way to make money.
Oh and to put a fucking cherry on top I'm gay as well.
I sigh as I exit the hotel.My bum kinda hurts.Then again it always hurts.
I hail a taxi and he takes me to my flat.He stops at the apartment building.I give him 10€ and exit the vehicle.When I reach my flat it's spotless as always.Despite what you might think I lead a pretty nice life style.During the day I'm a bartender and every other night I'm Felix the fine. Prositute.
I make sure every piece of every thing in my house is spotless.Then I wash my already clean dishes.If the dishes aren't clean then I'm not clean.I make sure my salt shakers are in place and lock the door again.If I don't do these things I might fall apart.Or explode. When I'm sure everything I'd perfect I sit on my love seat.
Tonight's gonna be a long night.
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