Stories and essays from my life
The relationship I had with my sugar daddy was a rare one, mostly because it only lasted twenty minutes.
How you sell matters. What your process is matters. But how your customers feel when they engage with you matters more, especially when selling lap dances at a strip club.
Nothing is scarier than a clown, except a clown with an affinity for oral sex.
At sixteen-years-old, I had one of the most fun summers of my life, and learned a thing or two about water pumps.
Poop references, races to the bathroom, and disgusting nicknames aside, I have never wanted to trade my brothers for sisters, I don’t care how many times they farted on me.