I'm fairly sure I am a prostitute, Different men coming to/ from my house at all hours, middle of the day, middle of the night. I always go to the door in a sports bra, and low hanging tracksuit bottoms. Today me and a guy where yelling about money, me in the window, him in the street. We stopped when my wife walked up and started again when she went inside. I have lived here for about a week, seen about 15 different guys in this time. Just sharing.
Fuxed