I just had an epiphany. I'm nothing but a friggin' whore! I was on holiday in South Beach and I fucked some old guy for an expensive purse. It wasn't even a Gucci purse. I mean it is bitchin, but none the less people... Is nothing sacred? I tried to tell myself it wasn't any different than fucking some reject from the Cal state penal system on camera for money. But this intense buzz came over my body, and it was like I had an out of body experience. It was a profound revelation and possibly one with life altering effects. In one instant I realized that I am a whore and a shopaholic. Has this ever happened to anyone else in the jiz biz?

XOXO
Alpha Bitch