ALISHA:
Don’t fuck with the driver
Don’t fuck with the driver
Nationality: Australian
Age: Early twenties
Goal: Open her own escort service
Lesson I learned: Some prostitutes come to hate men so much it makes their job, and their personalities, unbearable. It would be loathing, not loving, I was bringing Alisha’s customers.
Alisha had her own 800 number. That impressed me when Jennifer gave it to me. Finally, I was going to get to work with a true professional, I thought.
You can tell a professional as opposed to a a shade tree mechanic from the tools they use, and how they treat those tools.
You can tell a professional as opposed to a a shade tree mechanic from the tools they use, and how they treat those tools.
No more parking in dark alleys strongarming some cheap bimbo to collect my fee.
No more midnight trips to gas station toilets to sober up some alcoholic party girl.
Just good old-fashioned honest work. In and out. Drop her off, pick her up. No worries about whether she was sneaking out the back door of some apartment complex to avoid paying me or passed out up in a hotel room with the client complaining that he can’t get her out. Smooth sailing ahead, I thought with relief.
Little did i know. This was not to be.
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