Things got worse. Jen failed out of school too, and her parents wouldn't give her rent. Thats when she started to whore me out. It started out with just people we knew, she'd set it up and I'd fuck them. We got by for awhile that way.

 Jen realized we could make more money if i slept with more guys, so thats what I did. I was a street corner whore. It turns out I attracted alot of heavy guys. They paid good so I didn't mind. I'd collect my fee and I was there's for the hour. I think this is where I got herpes from, along with a long list of other STD's over the months. I ended up having to shave my pussy to get rid of the crabs.

I was frequently abused and beaten. Jen didn't offer much protection. It wasn't uncommon for my clients to knock me around after they fucked me and take their money back. I was gang raped more than once too. I started on crack and heroin supplied by my clients.

Things with me and Jen started to fall apart. I was alwats worn out when I got home, and  the sex wasn't as good since she saw my herpes. I eventually moved out. I was hooked on crack and would fuck anyone who could give me some. I became a crack whore, and that wasn't the worst of it. When Ben got tired of me I had to watch as other girls suck his dick, but his friends would come over and do me sometimes so it wasn't all bad. Atleast untul we got busted...