You think your day is going smooth until a shared incall runs over & you don't wanna be late, so what else is there to do but shave your pussy & legs in a McDonald's parking lot with bottled water & lotion? You make plans to take new pix & but the one time you actually do have a minor emergency & Gramma really did not die screwed it up. You do a cuckhold session & basically tell your existing clients to come over and pound you while some other dude watches & all ya have to do is tip. No donation. Nada. But where is a good guy to bone you on command when you need one? Apparently, blowing up your inbox for next 3 days after. You really really wanna cum, because it's been a stressful week & what happens? You tell him no. Please. Just another few minutes & there goes your O. Gone. Oh but he gets his. You just can't find it and now are doing a There's Something About Mary replay.
Then there's silence. Dead silence. Luke all day. WTF right? Most of the time I'm like make it stop or slow down a lil please... I'm thinking, "I just wanna fuck. I don't wanna do all this back n forth shit all day between 5 different avenues Lol... The emails, texts, p411 & eccie PM's never end blah blah. Then you look at your stupid app and you've missed 19 calls. Then there's the sheets. I swear to God I want a sissy maid to make my bed after each appointment, because who the hell can make a fitted sheet look nice? Not me!
Oh then there's the hooger to hooger texting all day between reference requests. "What's up girl? Nothing. About to bone this hot guy with a nice cock what are you doing?" Oh about to bone one of your clients. He says hi btw! An example text between me & another provider... Hooger A to hooger B "But thank u, TIO!!!! RISE N GRIND" hooker A to hooger B...actually...u have been. It's me that needs to take more pipe 😂😂😂. I'm about to write some ridiculous ad. I'm sure I'll come up with more. Just you wait. Late night ramblings from a provider who is still wondering if there was a stain on her dress at soccer practice.