I Will Share Some Stories Of Clients From My Past Life
Hi, my name is Sarah. I work in a Brothel. Have done so for the last 11 years or so now. This is one of my stories.
Actually a very recent one.
With my brothel being found to have a leak, getting it sorted and work-ready again will take time. I alongside my other colleagues are currently working the streets.
Fine.
This is about a gentleman named Michael. Names haven't been changed as, well, he looks like a Michael !
So, I'm out on the streets, decked out in all my finery. Little jacket on, very short skirt, heels. Y'know? Looking the business. It's Sunday....around 8pm. I'd been out a bit already, done good business, and was just chatting to the girls.
Up revs this car. Blue. Stripes everywhere. Nissan thing. The window comes down and I can hear some grime track or other playing loud. The guy pops his head up to look at me, turns down the volume - thank god! - and I reel off the prices.
We agree to full sex. He pays. I get in.
He's cute. Light brown hair. Some product or other put in. Smells lovely. About my age. Cheeky grin. Looks like he works out...or had put on the small size white t-shirt, yknow?
We chat a little. I tell him I hate grime...he puts something else on. He loves his car. Talking V this or that, something about exhausts. But, he's charming with it.
Anyways, we do the business...and he's very good! I like it. He likes it. He works me well before he finishes. Most enjoyable of the night...
Lets me out and I continue with my business...
Some 7 days later - last night - he was out there again...same revving up that engine....pulls up near me, draws down the window...and that grime stuff....before I hear 'Oh shit...' and a sudden change to some Carly Rae Jepson...more to my liking! The boy is learning!
Same chat....very loving and polite....very respectful...and same fantastic sex!
The girls were jealous!
Sarah 💋
Actually a very recent one.
With my brothel being found to have a leak, getting it sorted and work-ready again will take time. I alongside my other colleagues are currently working the streets.
Fine.
This is about a gentleman named Michael. Names haven't been changed as, well, he looks like a Michael !
So, I'm out on the streets, decked out in all my finery. Little jacket on, very short skirt, heels. Y'know? Looking the business. It's Sunday....around 8pm. I'd been out a bit already, done good business, and was just chatting to the girls.
Up revs this car. Blue. Stripes everywhere. Nissan thing. The window comes down and I can hear some grime track or other playing loud. The guy pops his head up to look at me, turns down the volume - thank god! - and I reel off the prices.
We agree to full sex. He pays. I get in.
He's cute. Light brown hair. Some product or other put in. Smells lovely. About my age. Cheeky grin. Looks like he works out...or had put on the small size white t-shirt, yknow?
We chat a little. I tell him I hate grime...he puts something else on. He loves his car. Talking V this or that, something about exhausts. But, he's charming with it.
Anyways, we do the business...and he's very good! I like it. He likes it. He works me well before he finishes. Most enjoyable of the night...
Lets me out and I continue with my business...
Some 7 days later - last night - he was out there again...same revving up that engine....pulls up near me, draws down the window...and that grime stuff....before I hear 'Oh shit...' and a sudden change to some Carly Rae Jepson...more to my liking! The boy is learning!
Same chat....very loving and polite....very respectful...and same fantastic sex!
The girls were jealous!
Sarah 💋
26-30, F
