162. All In a Day's Work
Tuesday morning. Off we go. I don't really care about skincare. I have lots of hair. I won't get skin cancer or herpes at work today.
Is prostitution a career? Is there an employee of the month? Is there a junior cock sucker? How do you advance?
I hate to say this. Sex work is a joke. Who chooses to sell their body to strangers? I think it is mostly down to opportunity.
If a retail worker selling shoes makes more money then giving a blowjob, I must be delusional. Supply and demand my friend. Does she enjoy the thrill of being chosen?
I ask politely. I ask sarcastic questions. What is a rhetorical question?
I have no fucking clue. I don't know what it's like to be you. No matter how hard I try, I cannot understand your situation.
I guess I am wired differently. I am a doggie baby.
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