The Devils Dandruff

Friday, October 02, 2009

I just want to be successful

Whats Good ? I'm surviving, still living everyday like a story that never has a happy ending.

My day began around 11am about to start taking calls in response to my advert which i had placed in the local rag !

I have entertained four clients today starting with a proper hottie which i opened my front door too at around 2.15 pm.

The phone did not ring once Ali afternoon not even the usual stream of time wasters !

I made some dinner around 6.30pm which i sat alone to eat once again. I was just about to lay on my sofa and read my papers when the phone starting ringing.

I arranged to see another client who agreed to be here for 7.15pm. As soon as he lay on the bed he said would you like a line of charlie ? i looked at him and said why not "rack um up" his gak was the best i had had for ages.

He was okay but his sex game was not up too my standards. He then suggested that we get another lot of chisel dropped and i went along with him. Whilst we were tapping our hands waiting for the dealer to come

I tried to get freaky with him. His dick was shrinking right before my eyes ! I suggested that he should buy a Viagra from me. He declined saying he wouldn't be needing any help.

Thinking back I should have crushed one in his can of Pepsi then maybe i would have got laid properly.

The sniff landed he order a quarter, his lines were humongous ! every time he lay back down on the bed he tried to convince me how dirty and up for it when he does coke.

Well i beg to differ ! let me tell you something, the man was a turn off i couldn't even cum just for the sake of cumming ! He then arranged to get another two grams dropped off, which was through one of my connections.

I felt a bit embarrassed when he started examining the bags which i had just dropped into his sweaty waiting hands. My stuff wasn't anything like what he had been getting but i don't think he noticed as by this point we were now chopping up our sixth gram.

I was that wired that i started to get paranoid that he wasn't enjoying me. Every time he did a line i knew what was coming next. Yes ! back at his dick once more.

I just wanted to tell him to knock it on the head Ha just give it up its not going to happen.

I decided to be a bit diplomatic for once and promised him a proper good time if he booked me to come to hotel next time.

He then arranged one final time to get more gear dropped off but he then tried his luck by asking if we could have a three sum with his pal who would be here in the next 10 Min's.

Hell no ! i wasn't up for it one bit, and i knew it was not going to be good due to his impotence for the previous three hours of the time we had just spent trying to revive the drowning rat !

He left me a few lines as a token of good gesture, which i thought was a very cool thing for him to have done.

I was very happy that i could now enjoy being high on my own. I am sat here typing on my sofa whilst smoking a skunk spliff.

Moving on. My mood sadly is very low at the moment i don't feel happy one bit. I feel so bloody lonely and depressed i feel unloved and uncared for. I guess that people are not feeling my energy and don't want to be around me. I don't feel like i am the nice pleasant person i was once before.

It all revolves around the fact that i now spend my whole life being ruled my a piece of what others may see as technology. All i see when i look at my cell phone is an existence that dictates my whole life. It has become a misery that, all i do 24/7 is take calls from people i don't even want to speak too. I guess they sense my vibes which at times is not pleasant, and i know for a fact that i loose loads of business through my bad attitude.

I have lost the go get it motto i once had for this industry, i no longer see the vision that i used to see. The one that i would crack all of this or beat the industry and become successful and be able to see the whole picture the reasons the answers that i would tell me why i got involved for what ? i have given part or even most of my life to an industry that has fucked me up.

roxyfoxy @ 11:41 pm

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Where the hell do i start ! Well i give a mint blow job !! For now ill just say ive been on a bender for the last 10 years i work in the adult industry and i live a mad life.

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