50 an Hour
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  • Parts 23
  • Time 3h 34m
  • Reads 61,253
  • Votes 2,090
  • Parts 23
  • Time 3h 34m
Ongoing, First published Jan 09, 2013
The only things I hear nowadays is "Sex this..." and "Sex that...". People just have no idea what some people go through. What I go through. Being a prostitute wasn't ideally my choice of life-style, it was more forced upon me then anything. My famous line? "50 an hour." Cause that's all I really was ...all I've ever been...was a price to be used for one mans pleasure. But who would have thought, that being bought would....save me...? TRAILER: http://tinyurl.com/50anhourtrailer
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The Player

22 parts Complete

"Ella, please." He said. "What are you doing here?" I looked at him confused. "Please don't shut me out of your life." "Shut you out of my life? What are you talking about? You're barely even in my life." "You need to know the truth." "What truth?" "Just listen and hear me out." he let out a deep breath. "I need you to be my friend, even just an acquaintance if that's better for you, because I need you." "What? What are you even talking about? I think you need to leave. Right now." "You don't understand Ella." "I think I understand completely fine. You're a creep who won't leave me alone. So you better leave now before I call the cops." "And tell them what? That I won't leave you alone because I have feelings for you?" "Look, you're really...........what did you say?" "Ella, I'm in love with you." He said, and I felt all of the color drain from my face.