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Call Girl Confessions, Part 4

Date: 9/4/2015, Categories: Fetish, Author: Jonathans_Fantasies, Rating: 13, Source: LushStories

Part 4 - Lisa's Story Lisa; a girl; 35 years old, five foot three inches tall, with short black hair and brown eyes. My name is Lisa, and yes, that is my real name. For the past ten years I have been working the area between the Prudential Center and Penn Station in Newark New Jersey, trying to making a living the best I can. It isn't an easy place and certainly not for the faint of heart, but I'm not exactly what you would call a high class whore. In the neighborhood I work, you have to offer something that you can't get from others. There is a lot of competition here, from all different types of "working girls" so you have to do something to stand out. I have an advantage in that I don't have many restrictions in what I will do sexually. I am up for pretty much whatever the customer wants except for S&M. I don't mind a spanking or a little nipple clamping play, but anything involving real pain is a no-no. "I like me and I don't trust you" is my philosophy! Some people call me a skank whore, some call me gutter trash... whatever. You can call me whatever you like so long as the green keeps coming in - believe me, I've been called every name in the book! I grew up not far from here in East Brunswick, New Jersey. I had a fairly decent life growing up I guess, all things considered. Dad worked as a truck driver so he was gone a lot, but when he was home we were pretty happy. Mom worked as a waitress at a local restaurant and did her best to raise me right. My childhood had no ... traumatic events and was pretty ordinary. I did however, have trouble in school. I have ADD so school was very difficult for me. I couldn't seem to sit in a classroom for hours on end and listen to someone talk about something I had absolutely no interest in. As a result, I got very bored easily and I would act out - cracking jokes, making the other kids laugh, and causing interruptions for my teachers. I got in trouble a lot and my Mom was forever coming to school to talk to my teachers or my principals. I finally dropped out of school when I reached sixteen and was able to legally leave school. I was happy to be out of school and have the days to myself again, but I didn't realize that such freedom came with a price. With no high school education and no GED, my employment opportunities were limited at best. With Dad gone so much and Mom so busy at work, I was left to watch myself most of the time - not a good thing when you are easily bored. I would leave the house as soon as Mom had safely gone, and go about finding something to keep me entertained. That usually meant boys and I knew just where to find them! I quickly learned that boys have this remarkable ability to hold my interest and that sex was wonderfully calming for me. My first "boyfriend" took my cherry and I have never asked for it back! I became quite the little slut once I discovered cock, and I couldn't seem to get enough. When I found out my boyfriend couldn't keep up with me, I dropped him to find myself ...