Many, So It Seems.

I've had, like...let's count.......6? 7 boyfriends? Over the years.

None have stayed the course. Why? Sadly, that's down to my career.

Y'see, I'm a prostitute. A Hooker. A Ho. A Whore. Streetwalker. Lady Of The Night. Tart.

Whatever.

So, there's two ways this goes.

I make a connection with someone. Have a laugh. Few drinks. Kiss. We get on ok. Maybe a little....sex?

Then, I sit them down and we have 'The Chat' - what I do, how I do it, safety precautions etc etc.

They either....lose their shit and I see a cloud of dust followed by shrieking tires...

Or....they do the 'Ok. That's Cool. No big deal..' speech, which starts out nicely but within weeks ends up in the Green Headed Monster thing.

It gets boring. Just would like someone that accepts me for me, loves me for me, won't get jealous of other men, doesn't treat me as 'property' and cares...

What they'll get back would be worth it's weight in gold.

🙂