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I reckoned it would be easier to find somewhere to stay and get a job there than it was in America. So I just went into Soho, where I bumped into one of my dealers. This chance meeting turned out to be life-changing. Let's go round the clubs and offer a deal: you give them a blowjob and I sell them some coke. Then, while Polly's dealer was off chatting to someone else, she was approached by another man. Fortunately he was super-easy; he just wanted to look at me and touch me a little bit.
He was really friendly and seemed a bit embarrassed about being there. At first she wasn't chosen by many clients, as she still hadn't bought herself an "outfit" of sexy lingerie and heels like the other women. I ask her what repeatedly taking part in this kind of "line-up" feels like. It's not such an issue to be rejected based on your outfit, but when you look the part and still get passed over In any case, it's quite clear that different men have different preferences, so someone will always pick you.
Case in point - there was one place I worked and all the girls were very generically attractive, very classic, but then this big girl showed up in fetish gear and she was more popular than any of the others.
What kind of men came to visit Polly? One day he asked if I wanted some so I took a couple of lines Suddenly my heart was hammering and I was sweating profusely. I tried to leave but he locked the door. When the brothel madam knocked to tell us our hour was up he just opened the door and paid for another hour.
It was horrible. I was always really scared there was going to be this big party of guys and I'd get gang-banged. Surely STDs were also a problem? Statistically if you have that much sex then that kind of thing is bound to happen. Thanks to the wonderful 'frequent flyer' sexual health services provided specifically for sex workers in many of London's sexual health clinics, I no longer have it.