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I don’t want to be the only girl getting train pull on

I don’t want to be the only girl getting train pull on

Good afternoon Bahama Drama welcome back can you post this for me because this can’t be fair. And keep me anonymous to please.

I’m 24 years old and I know that I still have a lot to learn about life but I don’t want nobody in this whorehouse to believe that I’m stupid.

I started selling my body when I was just 13 years old in high school to get lunch money and to make friends with other people especially guys that I was afraid of in school.

I didn’t want anyone to hate me so I began to use my body as a way to make people like me and I’ve been doing that ever since.

Now that I’m grown with no family still but those I knew when I was at the Haitian camp being raised and sexually taken advantage of by my older brothers who were no real blood kin relation to me.

I learned early in life in the Bahamas and around the world is that all a man wants from a girl is sex and he will love her through anything and that most girls will never like you unless they go both ways.

So I found my first real prostitution job at a strip club in Centerville where I was a dancer and a hooker at the same time.

I remember my first customer was a white guy from Utah.

He was very old and I was only 17 years old. He told me that I was the prettiest girl in the place and how I made him feel alive again by the way I danced on top of him.

The club name was Charms.

He was 67 years old and said and that he owed his very own clinic where he lived.

He told me that he was looking for someone like me to make him feel like himself again and that with me in his life he could do anything and I believed him.

After hearing all of this I took him by the hand and lead him to the boom boom room is what the owner of the club called it. Gently pushing him in his chest backwards towards the brown leather couch while unzipping his pants kissing him passionately on his old retired lips which seemed to have been abandon a very long time ago.

I then went down on him and started j**** him off and s**** him off at the same time while making my usual moaning sounds that I knew drove men crazy.

Suddenly stopping and starting again then raising up from below telling him telling him that it’s going to cost him $500 for me to continue.

He said to me anything pulled out $890 dollars and put it in my hand which I counted in front of him.

I then took it got up walked over and locked the room door that we was in securing my money in the hole the owner had cut in the wall for things like this.

I removed all of my costume that I had on pulled his shirt off and his pants down jump on the top of him dancing naked for 2 songs as he sucked on my breast with his prehistoric lips I was appalled but continued for the money.

After the last song I told him that it was going to cost him another $500 to put his cock in me and he paid me right away.

I put this money into the hole in the wall also.

I went to the small coffee table with the bowl where they kept the condoms in and found the smallest set’s that all of the girls know at the club that fits small cock’s like his.

I opened up the condom and placed it in my mouth wetting his cock again putting on the condom with my mouth which I knew blew his old mind.

I was surprised already that this old man didn’t cum already after 5 minutes or catch a heart attack after all of this action that I had been putting on him already.

But that old man was strong.

And he banged me for a whole 45 minute straight making me want to asked him could I return to America with him even though this thought remained unsaid by these lips my teary eyes showed him a desperate girl ready to follow him to the edges of the earth and back again.

I was feeling what love is.

He made me cum 4 time’s within those 45 or more minutes and he had my body in more positions than at the time I knew was humanly possible.

He gave me a good grind for an old man and way better than most young guys had ever.

Afterwards he told me that he was actually a full Bahamian that grew up in Grand Bahamas but later on moved to the States with his now deceased fourth wife.

I asked him if he was seeing anyone now and he told me no but he’s not looking for a serious relationship at his age right now.

I swallowed hanging my head low at the reply.

With a single finger he raised my chin up saying that this doesn’t mean that he doesn’t want me to keep his company.

At the time he said that my smile lit up the dark room that we had just made love in.

Long story short I went over to the States with him for about 8 months he got tired of me sent me back home with
$1,840 in my pockets lot’s of clothes but nowhere to stay.

He told me that he had to find himself again and that his friends were talking.

I was desperate again as I got to Nassau again so I again hooked up with some friends that I knew from the club long time ago and got a room at a house in Nassau village and I’ve been selling pussy in there ever since and getting train pulled on me but none of the other girls here are getting train pulled on them so this week is my last week living here after more than 10 years.

I’m going to go back State side and beg this man to take me back if I have to because this kind of life I’m living now is not for me I swear.

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No one is responsible for how or where their born, but we are all responsible for the kind of skills that we pickup or don’t pickup along the way in this life. Good luck my sister.

I don't want to be the only girl getting train pull on Good afternoon Bahama Drama welcome back can you post this for me because this can't be fair. And keep me anonymous to pleas
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