Hookers Need Myspace Pictures Too…

I nearly forgot about escorting until a few days ago. Then my parents mentioned that we are making a lot less money than we used to and that I need to get a job.
I decided to dramatically increase my rates so that I can thin out all of the half-assers and just stick with the rich fuckers. I did a photo shoot of myself in my bathroom to commence my newfound selectivism – and because my old photos were god awful. I bathed in my aarogance as I snapped near-naked pictures of myself and splashed water on my croch so my penis was vaguely visible through the briefs. God I hate the assholes who do the same.

I wrote a haiku:

I see the sparkles
in your silver dollar eyes
and green, papery skin.