I feel like I asked my pimp for more money and got bitch slapped. And I’m sick of whoring myself around. Shit.
Problem is, I know how much the john is paying for me. So I know how much my pimp is taking and I’m unhappy with it, since I’m the one who had to perform my duties day after day. All my pimp does is count my money.
And it does no good to get emotional with your pimp. They smell it on you and attack like a shark. “You think you are worth that much bitch?”
“Well, yes, yes I do.” *Smack*
Okay, I’ve taken this analogy a bit too far. I’m done now.
