Busy Night Tonight

Still cold, just not as cold. Still in my heels and little skirt and my black leather coat.

Not as icy, good bunch of punters around. Had fun. Lots of young guys. Earned well. In and out of many cars. Tiring though.

Gave my money, got my cut to my Madame. Taxi. Home. Cup of tea on the go, cigarette and some breakfast cereal, then to bed.

That's how us streetwalker's roll.