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A Prostitute's Memoir
Posted On 07/21/09 @ 03:23 PM by Jobaby


My profession is sought by many
With an income that's a plenty
I'm a high class Call Girl
Capable of rocking your world

It's not just about the money
Or savoring the taste of honey
It's exhilarating being in control
My skills conquering body and soul

My clientele seeks what is forbidden
With pent up desires safely hidden
I'm well trained to meet the needs
Services performed greatly exceeds

I'm a professional like any other
Subject to entertaining your husband
Wife, sister, brother and even you, because
I'm impeccable at what I do



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07/22/09 @ 11:18 AM

Ndim, My Brother


Thank you for the sentiments. This piece is very real for many young black females, including
one that I am currently working with. I have spent years of working to help build self-worth and even an excape plan from this kind of profession that runs riot in black communities, 
(with other races, as well).   When I read this piece to my girl (that;s proud to be in the life),
I said to her, "This is your beginning and ending. How does it make you feel"?  She burst into tears.  After reading your comment's I feel that I've accomplished my goal. Your kind of reaction is just what I hoped to get. My brother, stated in my profile; all of my god-given poems have a meaning. I don't always give any other explanation because I need a real raw reaction.
I will be reading these comment's to my group of young ladies. Thank you for yours.We must keep the prayers going up. This baby/prostitute is 16 yrs. old.

Jobaby


 



07/22/09 @ 05:29 AM
It may sound so electrifying and so awesome now because you are loaded with strength and stamina. When your strength shall wane away and those very powerful men who slept with you on a daily basis with tick purses shall vamoose leaving you behind all skelital and bonny. Sister talking like a concerned brother, i wish to make you have a round about turn. You are decent and good in apperance and can make a wonderful home. Devote all your time and energy teaching other young black girls that life is not all about money rather it is all about services. Teach them to know that love is never an item to be sold or bought. Men only flatter you with their tick purses and turn you into a fling. Well thank God you said it was a memoir though so gloomy.




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