"Here's your cash from tonight." I looked at the guy, whose name I couldn't remember, and nodded.
My eyes were half closed and these socks I'm wearing were making my feet itchy. I slowly walked to the bathroom and put my socks in the laundry basket and halfway out the room I realised:
I throw my socks in the toilet...
"Dang it ", I thought "tonight is gonna be a long night."
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The voice of some pop singer blared through the speaker of my phone. I groaned and answered my phone with a grunt.
"Tamar, babe.", I recognisethat voice of my pimp Derek.
"What do you want, Derek"
"Your attention", I could hear the smirk in his voice. I clicked my tongue. "Since I have it now I have a client for you -"
"Lemme guess its that guy from pretty Women" I cut him off.
"You wish ,Julia Roberts."
"A girl can always wish...", I sighed blissfully and looked at my toes.
"No his just a client needing a date for a business party or something."
"Are you serious?"
"Yep, now get ready Pretty Women he is paying us a lot of cash."
When your socks end up in the toilet best believe the day is gonna end up a mess
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Overdose
General FictionLonely girls crave attention but seek it in the wrong places. They abuse the attention they get till drives them to a point of insanity. Cause a lonely girl takes his attention. This is her cycle
