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Amsterdam Prostitute
(V Vaugn)

Hi, my name is Lacey. I am a prostitute in the red-light district of Amsterdam. I am working my way through graduate school, but the truth is, I like my job. After I finish graduate school, I still want to get paid to fuck. I like the art of erotica, and I'm unsure how I will balance my life after school.



It is Thursday afternoon. I only have one evening class on campus, and then I will probably return to my room to work with a few clients. I have a couple clients scheduled for later in the evening.



My Wednesday night was a little hectic; a close friend turned 23-years-old. We celebrated, as expected, and I am still feeling the effects of the alcohol. 



I already drank a liter of water, I ate a decent breakfast of yogurt and bananas, and I am now waiting in my cool, dim, and richly decorated room. The curtains are down because this is a private call.



I look at the clock on the wall, and the time is 12:18 in the afternoon. My client arrives at 12:30. I decide to go to my vanity and take a shot of vodka to calm my nerves. I also want to make sure my pussy gets extra wet for this client. I need to relax. 



This client likes a wet pussy, and he likes hard nipples. He books me three times per month, and he always leaves a generous tip. He likes to call me 'bitch,' and he likes to finger my ass. I don't mind him; in fact, I get off on him.