I have been short on money these past few months. I had a good job, but I lost it. The place where I work made paper bags, all different sizes of paper bags. Just likes the bags that you get when you go grocery shopping. You know those brown paper bags that they have. The company I worked for had to shut down. They said they were loosing money left and right. Who knows, all I know is that I lost my job.

A few months ago I got a job at a restaurant. It isn't a good job, but it's money I guess. I only make six dollars an hour, as you can see it's not much money. I can hardly pay my rent, let alone all the other stuff I have to buy. I try to get a free meal while I'm at work, but sometimes I don't have time to eat. It's a real fucking busy place and we are always short on help. As soon as they hire people, they turn around and quit. I've seen times where it has been just three of us to run the whole store. One waitress, one dishwasher, and me the cook. Sometimes I have to do all three things.

I've been trying to look for a new job, but I can't seem to be able to find one. I don't have any real education, other than high school. I like to think of myself as being smart, but that won't get me any better jobs. Most of these jobs around here require some college education. At least the jobs that pay good that is. I might go back to college some day, but I don't know. I don't know if I could handle sitting in a classroom at my age. I'm not old, but I'll soon be old. I like to think of myself as a young thirty year old girl. Though, sometimes I feel like an old 30 year old bitch.

I haven't been able to pay my bills lately. Actually, I'm so far in debt that I wouldn't be surprised if they turn off my electricity. Wouldn't that be really shitty? To have to sit all fucking day in the dark. It sucks to be me, let me tell you that first hand. I thought and thought of ways to get me out of this hole. Believe me, I've thought of just about everything. I even thought about baking cookies and trying to sell them, but I didn't have the money to buy the stuff to make cookies. So, that was out of the question. So was anything that required money.

To make a long story short, I decided that I would sell myself. That's right, I would be a whore. I know that you are probably going to think less of me, but I could care less. I don't care what you think of me.

I don't think you would last ten minutes in my life. In fact, I know you wouldn't be able to. Do you think you could go to bed being so hungry your stomach hurts? If not, then don't put me down for deciding to be a whore.

I looked through my closet to find something that I could wear. I have never done anything like this before, but I figured it would be a good idea to wear something sexy. Also, something that would be easy to take off.

The last thing I needed was to have a customer want to fuck and I have to take off a hundred pieces of clothing. That could make him change his mind really fast.

I decided to go with a little plaid skirt that I had. I also had some knee high stockings that went with it. Though I'm not a young girl, I thought I would dress up like all of the girls do. Sometimes I go by the college and see what those girls are wearing. If I have the money, I try to get outfits like they wear. I know it's silly, but it makes me feel young. Maybe I'm hoping deep down inside that someone will think I'm one of those college girls.

I got dressed up and put on my makeup. I also wore a little shirt that really showed off my tits. I mean, they were popping out of that fucking shirt. I knew that I had to look good to make money. Actually, I wasn't sure what I had to do to make money. Not only that, but I wasn't sure how much to charge people. All I knew was that I should stand on a corner downtown and try to get customers.

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I put my lips around his cock and I sucked on it lightly. Jim let out a long moan. I knew then that he was in the mood for a good fucking.

“That is what I call a hard cock.” I said while stroking his cock.

“You do it to me every time.” Jim said with a smile.

Jim's cock was long and hard. There were veins that went up and down it that looked like a river. They looked like a river that you would expect to see on a map. The head of his cock was well defined. It looked like a swollen fireman's hat.

“I love the way you suck cock.” Jim said as he placed his hand on the back of my head.

Jim pushed my face into his cock so hard, that I thought I was going to choke. Jim must have really enjoyed this blow job, because he never has acted like this before.

“I love sucking your cock.” I said as I looked up at him.

If you haven't guessed by now, I work at a motel. Here I give blow jobs for ten dollars. That is all I do. I suck cock all day long. If they want to go all the way, they go to one of the other girls. I also make sure that they wear a condom when I suck their cock. Most men find it strange to get their dicks sucked while wearing a condom, but that is my rule. Most men say that I suck a dick so good, that it doesn't matter if they wear a condom. If they don't like it, they can risk getting a disease from another girl. They will find someone to suck their cock without wearing a condom.

I could tell that Jim was enjoying himself because of the way he was puckering up his lips. It made his mustache look like a long carpet that went along his upper lip. I have always liked men who have mustaches. I don't like beards or side burns, but I do like a mustache. I think it makes a man look distinctive. I also like the way it tickles my pussy. Come on girls, you know what I am talking about!

Jim likes it when I play with his balls when I suck his cock. This drives him crazy. I have been sucking Jim's cock now for a few years. I would say he is one of my more steady customers. Usually he comes in once per week, but sometimes we will come in two times. Jim always comes to me to get his dick sucked. I think that says a lot about my cock sucking ability. If there is one thing I know, it is business. It is a good business practice to give customers the most bang for their buck. I do that, trust me I do.

I've been told by women that when their man comes in for one of my blow jobs, they never come out the same. Wives and girlfriends have told me that their men will beg them to suck cock like I do. Maybe I am bragging, but I don't mean to.

If there is one thing a woman should do it's get to know her man's cock. Most women don't take the time to get to know their man's cock. I don't know why that is, but I don't understand it. I love getting my face in their crotch and getting to know what they like. I love sucking cock, maybe that is why I do it for a living.

I don't look at a blow job as something that is just about pleasure. I see it as a way to get to know my man. There is nothing more personal than having a man's penis in your mouth. I always make sure that I find out what my man likes to have done. Some men love to cum in your mouth, other guys like you to play with their balls. Some, just love getting some attention down there.

I've been sucking cock for twenty years. Not exactly twenty years, but close enough. I like to think that I know what men like. But, I also know that what I don't know, I will figure out. Some men have little quirks about them that others don't. I had one boyfriend that liked it when I let my hair grow long. He liked to run his fingers through my hair when he came. I could tell that he enjoyed his orgasms more when he did this.

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I would like to introduce myself. My name is Rita. I have been in the real estate business for the past five years. I mainly buy and sell houses, but I also sell pieces of land. Sometimes I can find a piece of land and buy it cheap, then sell it so someone else for a lot of profit. When a new store or business comes to town, they come to me first to see if I have any land for them to build on.

I have two homes of my own. I make close to two million dollars per year. I have to say, I have been very lucky. It seems that I can't do anything wrong when it comes to real estate. But, I have a good name, which makes everything a lot easier. When people are looking for a new house, they come to me first. You could probably say that I am the best real estate agent around this area.

Even though I have been making a lot of money, I am bored. My boyfriend broke up with me a year ago. I know, a year is a long time not to have a man in my life. But, I have been so busy. I also hate how men use me. All they want to do is get my money. I can't tell who loves me and who doesn't. All I can tell is that they love my bank account.

A woman has needs. I, have a lot of needs. Especially since I haven't had sex in over a year. My pussy needs fucked good and hard. What I am about to say might shock you, but rest assured it is true. I think it is actually an interesting way of approaching sex.

Since all of these men use me for money, I thought I would reverse the roles. I would use them for money! Not only that, but I would charge them money to have sex with me! You guessed it, I have decided to become a prostitute. It wasn't a very hard decision, all in all.

I went to the store and I got some new outfits. I will tell you what I am wearing now. I am going to be going out for the first time to try to have sex. I am wearing a short leather mini skirt. If it was a inch or two shorter, my ass would be hanging out. It is a real mini skirt! I am wearing black panty hose. I am also wearing a little red tank top. My tits are busting out of this thing. I bet if I walked too fast, my tits would pop out! Oh, I am also wearing high heels. Red ones to be exact.

“Looking for a good time?” I asked a tall black man as he walked by.

“What kind of good time?” He asked back.

“What are you looking for?” I asked.

“I've never seen you down here.” He said looking me over.

“I'm kind of new to this.” I said.

I wasn't sure if I should have told him that. He looked at me very strange.

“Are you a cop?” He asked me.

“Hell no!” I said clenching onto his arm.

“I'm just looking to make some money.” I laughed.

“Since you are new, do you know what you are doing?” He joked.

“Listen you cute black stud, I can do things to you that you never dreamed possible.” I said.

“Let's go into my car. We can talk more there.” He said while walking over to his car.

I got into his car. I could smell the odor of pot smoke. He must have been smoking pot.

“Want a toke off of this joint?” He asked.

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