I did not start whoring and then went out in search of a clientele. I already had a list of men who I knew would be quite willing to pay my ass. I knew this because some of them had already paid me. Those who had paid for my ass once seemed the ones most eager to have my ass again.
James who lived almost directly across the street from out home had already paid me twice to suck his dick. When I suggested to him that for just a few more dollars he could fuck me he had reservations about doing so.
I do not know if it was fucking that had him reluctant or that I had stopped over to suck his dick, which usually got me a $50, Only as a gift afterwards This time I was asking for four times as much and I wanted it up front -- for services rendered.
His wife was in an assisted care center and James was still a man with needs. I knew when I offered him my young body that his Christian values would come into play. (He was a lay minister at his church.)
But I also knew most importatnly that he wanted my ass. All he neededd was a little prodding and he was reaching for his wallet. So many men try to pretend that they have control over their urges, but with only the rarest of exceptions did I ever offer myself to one of the men in our neighborhood and get a defintive NO.
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