The other day I paid an escort to have sex with her. You see, I am a man who indulges heavily in his vices. I am someone who gives in to peer pressure the same way submissives believe they are in control by letting others use them. I budge because I'm looking to use. This is how I was able to come across an escort in B-City. It took effort, persistence, and finally the will to meet. Not to mention, her place was only 15 minutes away from mine by car. This escort had an OnlyFans, but to watch her work all you needed to do was check her Twitter (now X). By the looks of it, she gave good head; I was tempted to feel it myself, and her ass was phat. This is the territory a man may feel vulnerable, but as things unfold, the deeper it goes. Once her home address was revealed, we set a date and time. By the time she messaged her house number, I was already parked in her driveway. I feel bad for calling her a cliché name, and so I call her an escort, not a whore.