While Bob was soundly snoring away, I kept staring at the bed. It looked so comfortable despite the presence of the little shit sleeping in it. It was...where I belonged, like a good little whore.Even a whore doesn’t necessarily spend the night with all her clients, I thought back, trying to reason with my own mind. The entire “good little whore” was a constant reminder of what I was, what I had become. It was humiliating. It was wrong. But fighting it was useless.And if I didn’t get myself off,. ’ ‘I am the only single woman here, could that…’ ‘I didn’t notice that you were the only woman by herself, I noticed you because you were so beautiful. I brought you the flower because you looked sad.’ ‘I don’t feel very beautiful,’ she said, as a tear ran down her cheek. I could tell it wasn’t the first tear she shed her tonight. ‘My husband doesn’t think I am.’ ‘How could he not…’ ‘That’s what I’m doing here, I just watched him walk into that motel,’ she pointed at a cheap hotel across the. More

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