A Taste of Halima
There are times that I'm just not feeling it. I think I'm sexiest (and therefore better) at work when I'm feeling hot and ready to screw myself.
When I'm not I notice things at work I usually don't. The way that many of the men that I've enjoyed dancing for really are kind of sad. That it isn't my conversation that holds them in. Mostly that even though the faces change the stories and motives don't. Work in the sex industry long enough and you will hear once in a life time stories at least weekly.
I'm hard to shock. I shouldn't be jaded already.