Bex Dane > Status Update

"Why are you doing this? I didn't contact you to have you stand in judgment of my life. I wanted to fuck," I spat it in his face, "in a hotel room and leave." I made an X with my hands and chopped away the invisible strings tying me to this man and the tormenting words he was shoving in my face. "That's it. You run a fucking escort service. You don't get this concept?"