Monthly Archives: February 2014

I Want to be a Prostitute.

Does that make sense to you?   It makes perfect sense to me. My   Career would already be set.  I’d   Have Customers wherever I went.   Allow myself the fantasy – but what About the illegal findings?   … Continue reading

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Why?

Why do you care about me? What is it you want? I hope you are loving me, and not needing a new cook, recruit or damsel, miserable and desperate. 1/19/14

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