
Saturday, February 7, 2009
Cumming is money
I hate fun. Well, not really, I hate customers who want to see my enjoy myself. I hate it when they want me to get off too. I try to get around with the line, 'There's more in it for me than a simple orgasm', but then that gets some of them thinking that I'm calling them shallow- or worse some of them just don't care and need me to get off so they can get off. 'But I get off on getting you off.' B$tch, then get a f#cking boyfriend. I ain't here for that Sh$t. God; whatever happened to 'wham bam thank man that was big'!? I blame Obama and his bullsh*t, 'Yes we can' politics. What the H#ll does that even mean? Yes we can... reform the whore, turn the whore into a friend, conquer the whore, make the whore love me? I don't know but I think it's a stupid game and I don't want to play anymore but... sigh... I should just carry a tazer and shock the hell out them once I've finished f#cking the hell out them, take my money (plus an extra 10 percent for tithing purposes of courses) and be on my merry little gay way.
The thing that no one seems to get, that I can't actually say to anyone is, I usually have a whole line of customers lined up (remember, I just got back from traveling, and though you wouldn't expect it, Africa is quite expensive) and the fewer times I blow a load, the easier the night is for me. I should start making them pay extra for my cum... yeah- I'll be f$cking them and then I'll stop and say, 'I can get you off, but if you want me to cum too... well that's an extra 300 cuz cum is precious in my religion and I like to save it for when I'm confessing or saying my prayers at night.' I wonder if they'll buy that.

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