Part 21
My first night on the street lasted until my first punter had finished with me, I had been about to go home as I was getting tired standing there being stared at as car after car slowed so that the single occupant could stare at me before driving off. Eventually one stopped, I tried to appear confident as I lent in and we agreed a price of 35 Euros. He drove me round the corner to a deserted car park he had a pass for and once the sensor lights switched off we got down to business. I sucked him as agreed till he was hard then he climbed between my legs as I lay back on the reclined front seat. Unfortunately he didn't stay hard for long and we had to stop a couple of times where I sucked on him till he was hard enough to continue.. He finished just before the sensor lights switched back on as a car came in an parked nearby. My punter lay on me till the cars occupants had gone before telling me to get out.
I went straight home afterwards where I cried and cried and cried. But eventually I pulled myself together where I wiped off the makeup that had run all over my face then changed my short skirt and high heels to a tracksuit and training shoes where I started off on the 3 mile walk to the dodgy housing estate where I could spend my 35 Euros.
I didn't go back out for a few nights but eventually needs had to be met. I was picked up fairly quickly by a huge fat guy who luckily for me only wanted a blowjob . His little cock was buried inside the rolls of fat and it didn't grow that much as I sucked him. Fortunately he didn't last long and he squirted inside me.
My punter kindly dropped me off where he found me but any thoughts I had about continuing to work came to an abrupt end when two of the regular girls warned me in no uncertain terms what would happen if I continued to encroach on their patch.
I went home scared but unfortunately my blowjob punter had not paid me enough to get me through the weekend so the following night I was out again where I hid in a street round the corner and managed to pick up another couple of guys.
The second guy took me to an alleyway behind a snooker club and afterwards he told me that girls sometimes worked in the square nearby.
So the following night I headed there and as the guy predicted I was picked up a few times and as nobody else was working I didn't get any hassle.
Despite all this I made it through my first year of college but by then everyone knew I was whoring so I was completely ignored which was really sad.
As college year ended I begged Frank to allow me to stay down in the apartment but refused as he was obviously under an expectation that I would spend the summer with him and if I wanted to stay I would have to pay my own way. As this was an impossibility I headed back up to Mayo to Frank's with a full blown heroin addiction.
I knew that it was impossible to stay at Frank's for long and after a week of me rattling badly I think he was happy to see me head off to find Johnny and to get a hit.
Once I was stable I was mad to see Noreen, she had been up and down to Limerick numerous times but her visits had been less frequent as I had got more and more hooked as I guess that seeing she was still waiting for her trial for possession that she had enough problems of her own without worrying about mine.
Noreen was also going through a mad streak but to her credit she had managed to keep it all away from my grandad as she was still living in my old bedroom in his house. Despite our difficulties we still had a good few mad nights together including a couple where we reacquainted ourselves during an E bender while my grandad had to go to hospital for a few nights. The rest of my summer was spent equally between my grandad, Frank's and Johnny's place with him and the skank.
I did manage to find a bar job which kept me going but most of the money I made was spent in the bong house. The shock I got when I came face to face with the emaciated looking Angie should have made me think but I convinced myself that she was like that just because she was injecting.
Johnny soon had me working for him as the skank was not much good to him, when I say working what I was actually doing was keeping lookout as he broke into houses, obviously a smackhead was better suited to this than the Valium addict
I went straight home afterwards where I cried and cried and cried. But eventually I pulled myself together where I wiped off the makeup that had run all over my face then changed my short skirt and high heels to a tracksuit and training shoes where I started off on the 3 mile walk to the dodgy housing estate where I could spend my 35 Euros.
I didn't go back out for a few nights but eventually needs had to be met. I was picked up fairly quickly by a huge fat guy who luckily for me only wanted a blowjob . His little cock was buried inside the rolls of fat and it didn't grow that much as I sucked him. Fortunately he didn't last long and he squirted inside me.
My punter kindly dropped me off where he found me but any thoughts I had about continuing to work came to an abrupt end when two of the regular girls warned me in no uncertain terms what would happen if I continued to encroach on their patch.
I went home scared but unfortunately my blowjob punter had not paid me enough to get me through the weekend so the following night I was out again where I hid in a street round the corner and managed to pick up another couple of guys.
The second guy took me to an alleyway behind a snooker club and afterwards he told me that girls sometimes worked in the square nearby.
So the following night I headed there and as the guy predicted I was picked up a few times and as nobody else was working I didn't get any hassle.
Despite all this I made it through my first year of college but by then everyone knew I was whoring so I was completely ignored which was really sad.
As college year ended I begged Frank to allow me to stay down in the apartment but refused as he was obviously under an expectation that I would spend the summer with him and if I wanted to stay I would have to pay my own way. As this was an impossibility I headed back up to Mayo to Frank's with a full blown heroin addiction.
I knew that it was impossible to stay at Frank's for long and after a week of me rattling badly I think he was happy to see me head off to find Johnny and to get a hit.
Once I was stable I was mad to see Noreen, she had been up and down to Limerick numerous times but her visits had been less frequent as I had got more and more hooked as I guess that seeing she was still waiting for her trial for possession that she had enough problems of her own without worrying about mine.
Noreen was also going through a mad streak but to her credit she had managed to keep it all away from my grandad as she was still living in my old bedroom in his house. Despite our difficulties we still had a good few mad nights together including a couple where we reacquainted ourselves during an E bender while my grandad had to go to hospital for a few nights. The rest of my summer was spent equally between my grandad, Frank's and Johnny's place with him and the skank.
I did manage to find a bar job which kept me going but most of the money I made was spent in the bong house. The shock I got when I came face to face with the emaciated looking Angie should have made me think but I convinced myself that she was like that just because she was injecting.
Johnny soon had me working for him as the skank was not much good to him, when I say working what I was actually doing was keeping lookout as he broke into houses, obviously a smackhead was better suited to this than the Valium addict
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