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Claire Westwood
A Whore For Pay (College, Rough Sex, Creampie Erotica)
A Whore For Pay (College, Rough Sex, Creampie Erotica)
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<h2>”He peeled off ten hundred-dollar bills, placing each one into my palm. “Congratulations. You're a whore,” he told me..”</h2>
Eve has always known that she likes sex, but she's never found a way to both enjoy herself and make money – until now! When her roommate, Amber, tells her about her past as a stripper, she also gives Eve the number of a mysterious man named Greco...
Eve meets Greco at a downtown bar, where she discovers that the name is attached to a handsome, stone-cold, enigmatic man. After a few questions, he leads her upstairs to his hotel room, where the real interview begins – and the only way that Eve can get the job is if she gets this man to cum!
This first installment of the Call Girl's Diary series, this 5,800-word story is contains scenes of powerful, tumultuous sex between a college redhead and her potential pimp, and is meant for adult readers only!
<h2>Excerpt:</h2>
<i>His sudden grin, flashing brilliant white teeth, caught me by surprise and made me doubt the veracity of his words. “Now, tell me, Eve, why are you interested in this, how shall I put it, line of work?”
I shrugged. Before coming to this meeting, I had considered this question, as well as others, feeling oddly as though I was preparing for a job interview. Which I was, I supposed. I had rehearsed a variety of answers, trying them out like trying on clothes. I had considered inventing some sort of childhood trauma, maybe announcing that I was recovering from some sort of drug addiction, or explaining how a brain injury gave me an incredible craving for sex. Now, however, face to face with Greco, I threw all my answers out the window. “I enjoy sex, and I need to pay for college,” I said honestly, turning in my seat to stare at him head on. “This seems like a good way to get what I need, doing what I like.”
This answer clearly wasn't what Greco had been expecting. For a long moment he stared at me, his eyes running up and down my figure. “All right,” he finally said. He stood up from the stool next to me. “Let's go see what you've got...”</i>
Eve has always known that she likes sex, but she's never found a way to both enjoy herself and make money – until now! When her roommate, Amber, tells her about her past as a stripper, she also gives Eve the number of a mysterious man named Greco...
Eve meets Greco at a downtown bar, where she discovers that the name is attached to a handsome, stone-cold, enigmatic man. After a few questions, he leads her upstairs to his hotel room, where the real interview begins – and the only way that Eve can get the job is if she gets this man to cum!
This first installment of the Call Girl's Diary series, this 5,800-word story is contains scenes of powerful, tumultuous sex between a college redhead and her potential pimp, and is meant for adult readers only!
<h2>Excerpt:</h2>
<i>His sudden grin, flashing brilliant white teeth, caught me by surprise and made me doubt the veracity of his words. “Now, tell me, Eve, why are you interested in this, how shall I put it, line of work?”
I shrugged. Before coming to this meeting, I had considered this question, as well as others, feeling oddly as though I was preparing for a job interview. Which I was, I supposed. I had rehearsed a variety of answers, trying them out like trying on clothes. I had considered inventing some sort of childhood trauma, maybe announcing that I was recovering from some sort of drug addiction, or explaining how a brain injury gave me an incredible craving for sex. Now, however, face to face with Greco, I threw all my answers out the window. “I enjoy sex, and I need to pay for college,” I said honestly, turning in my seat to stare at him head on. “This seems like a good way to get what I need, doing what I like.”
This answer clearly wasn't what Greco had been expecting. For a long moment he stared at me, his eyes running up and down my figure. “All right,” he finally said. He stood up from the stool next to me. “Let's go see what you've got...”</i>
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