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Hard To Believe Sometimes

But, 11 years in.

I became a prostitute, aged 16, egged on by my bestie. She hooked, left school early, had herself a Madame and had an enjoyable life. I was jealous! She looked so street smart - blonde hair, lots of makeup, jewellery, little leather skirts, big heels...and she smoked too! - and I loved her look and secretly wanted to be just like her.

With encouragement I did just that. Occasionally at first, then full-time as soon as I finished school. Had the same Madame and did all the other grown up things. Loved it. She was there - my friend - when I told my parents what I did. She was there for the aftermath too.

Worked the brothel. Loved it. Worked the streets. Didn't love it. Changed Madame. Back into a newer brothel.

I work now (well, the last 7-8 years now..) for my bestie, have some wonderful punters, friends and met my fella.

Family have come around over the years, and this year has been the best for that.

I have a wonderful life. Wouldn't change it for the world.

Sarah 💋
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MrAverage1965 · 61-69, M
It's good the you wouldn't change it.
SarahTheHooker · 26-30, F
@MrAverage1965 Thank you.

Sarah 💋