Lusting For Eva 1 by loyalsock
Date: 7/21/2016,
Categories:
First Time
Interracial Sex,
Author: loyalsock
... me." "Are you k**ding?" he asked. "Of course they're attracted to you. Have you looked in a mirror lately??" She smiled and patted his chest. "Thank you. You know, I don't know you, but I can already tell you're a really nice guy." "So," he said slowly. "Why don't you tell me something? What made you decide to get into the profession?" She froze against his chest. She looked down, away from his eyes. "It's not important," she said. He pulled her closer to him, sensing a total change in her mood. "Baby, you can tell me," he murmured to her. There was something about her, but he couldn't put his finger on it. She was a beautiful woman, though he could tell that she didn't quite feel the same way about herself. "I won't tell anyone," he promised. Eva swallowed hard. Everyday, she wanted too scream out about what she was feeling. It seemed he genuinely was interested. Maybe it wouldn't hurt to tell. In fact, it might make her feel better. "I'm not like the other girls here," she said slowly. "I don't want to be a prostitute. I don't want to sl**p with all of the men who come in here. Not that I don't love sex...I really do. Especially with you." She hung her head down and then continued, "I had this boyfriend...he was a complete jerk. It started off ...
... good, but then he got really controlling about my life and would just say horrible things to me all the time. He told me I was stupid, ugly, and that I had nothing to offer another man. Finally, I got sick of it and told him that I didn't like the way he was treating me. Well, he got real mad. He started throwing things around and then started knocking me around. He beat me real bad that night. Called me ungrateful and told me if I talked back again, he would kill me. He went to bed and left me lying there on the floor. So after I had the strength, I got up, went out to my car and just drove. Drove as far away as I could. I had no money, no friends or f****y to turn to. I started freaking out, wondering what to do. Well, one day I was sitting in this coffee house, crying my eyes out, after I ran out of gas and the little money I had in my wallet. This woman approached me and asked if everything was ok. Before I knew it, I was spilling my guts out to her. She told me she could help me out. That woman I met was Madam Kelly. She offer me a place to sl**p, food to eat, money, and a job that would make me feel more beautiful than any woman in the world. Well, the first three things were accomplished, but not exactly the last one. I'm still trying to save up enough money to get my apartment. Then I'll get out of here....get a respectful job.