“Help, I’m slipping into the twilight zone, the place is a madhouse, feels like being cloned”...
The guy who owns this place and the shop up front is finishing up with his customers, getting ready to go to his other place out of state for a couple of weeks. Fooling with the electrical in the shop, he knocked it out in here-fans, computer, everything which made me mutter profanities quietly to myself as I reset everything...
He says he and the wife split for good-he introduced me to a much younger rode hard and put up wet blonde in a halter and daisy dukes-who shook my hand, smiled and said hi, I’m a hooker and XXXX hired me in SA to go to Georgia with him isn’t that great, giggle, giggle. I said how nice, have a great time and all that, thinking I’ve been around, sweetie, I don’t shock. I wonder how much she is making for a 2-week vaca trip? Julia Roberts she ain’t...
Don’t know why I’m in such straits that I’ve got to live by a lunatic asylum to get everything together the way I want, but there must be a reason...
Well give her credit for owning up to it LMAO!
Oh my Lord! What goes through the mind of a woman who proudly admits to being a whore? Its not like it is a skill .... Any woman can do it