Mr. Big

Mr. Big.  He would come see as a regular.  He was older but lived life filled with fun.  I felt good around him and wished he could be my only client.  One day he said I should come for dinner with him.  I said  maybe lol.  A girl never says yes so fast.  Each time he would see me he would ask about dinner.  I agreed one day.  We went to eat at Harbourfront in Toronto.  He knew how to get in a girls head.  I could see he had some money too.  Our first date was good.  We had dinner and talked.  Then he took me to a club.  He did what all guys will do to get laid.  He got me drunk lol.  At the end if the night he asked me to come to his house.  I thought I will.  I know this guy for some time now.  Plus he paid so I would give him what he wanted.

I don't have much memory of my high school.  I didn't really date.  This was the first time I had a date for years.  It was also the first time I had sex that wasn't for money.  I liked it and I felt comfortable.  The guy was good.  He was smooth.  He massaged me.  He pampered me.  When you spend your life servicing men it's nice to get pampered. 

This was the beginning of a long shitty time in life.  Now I can see it but then I could not.  It's funny, I thought I knew men so well.  I thought I was a smart girl.  How could a girl that sleeps with 5 men a day be fooled by some guy?  To me all men were just dumb.  I thought I knew it all.  Boy was I wrong.