Max Avery hardly wakes up in his own bed anymore. He wakes up next to someone new almost everyday. It's because he sells his own body out to whoever wants it. Whoever pays him. The people who have sex with him don't care about him or the bruises on his skin. They only care about having their needs fulfilled. Max is a prostitute. It's the job his patents made him get. His neck is always decorated with hickeys and his hips always ache. Almost all he does nowadays is let people fuck around with him just to get money. Money he doesn't even get to keep. Max hates his job and he hates sex but he's not going to quit anytime soon.
HE DOES IT BECAUSE HE HAS TO!
NOT BECAUSE HE WANTS TO . . .
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UNWANTED HICKEYS
Random[ message board , status , starters , etc. ] WARNING: THERE WILL BE SOME PRETTY SEXUAL STUFF IN THIS BOOK AS WELL AS SOME POSSIBLY TRIGGERING SUBJECTS