The room is the usual shit, made for just this reason.

"Whatcha hungry for, mommy?"

Pretty, young, but twice those years in her eyes already. She shakes her little titties, hoping to bump the score.

"How many you done today?"

"You're my first. Been waiting for you."

"Liar." Pushing her down, I take her with my mouth.

"Fuck, that's good, but don't you..."

"No. It's your birthday, whore. Enjoy it."

She cums. Fake or not, I don't care. I drop a bundle of Franklins on the bed.

"Enough for a break. Find yourself a future."

"How... why?"

"I was you."