Lillian I zipped up my bag, placing my headset over my ears. Despite my loud music, their grunts and moans still echoed throughout the air. I was used to this, I agreed to this. We had a deal, so it shouldn't bother me, yet here I was feeling every bit of miserable. I stood in front of the room, with my backpack on my shoulders, waiting for them to finish their rounds. That slapping sound and deep groans made my core quake. I wasn't jealous, I was angry. Angry that I had to endure this because I couldn't fend for myself, angry that I had to make a deal with the devil to survive.The door swung open, and I didn't notice until there was a bump on my head. " Move aside!" She pushed me away from the door, her naked body coming into view. Her golden hair was a mess, her makeup smudged with her juices pooling down her legs. She had no shame, prostitutes had no shame. She was disgusting and reeked of the aftermath of unholy sex. "Change the sheets before nightfall; it's gross."
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