doug-50321961 @doug-50321961
I'm a 30-year-old woman who has been working as an escort for the past five years. I've seen it all and have lost count of how many men I've slept with over the years. I was raised in poverty by my single mother, and she taught me that my body is my only asset in this world. So, I use it to get by.
I come from a large family - my mother had seven children from different fathers. We all shared the same small apartment, but we never knew who our fathers were. Growing up was tough, but it made me strong and taught me how to rely on myself. I started working as an escort when I was 18 years old, just after high school.
Nowadays, I'm doing pretty well for myself. I've got a nice apartment, a decent car, and a steady income. But sometimes, late at night, when I'm all alone in my bed, I think about what could have been if I had made different choices. Maybe I would be married to someone who loves me, with two kids and a cozy home of our own. But that's not the life I chose, and now it's too late. That's just how things are.
I've got my own apartment near the lake where I grew up. It's a small place, but it has everything I need: a comfortable bed, a kitchen with basic appliances, and a bathroom that works fine.
The wooden dock is one of my
