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My life as a prostitute
My first john was a congressman, and I was 13-years old. Johns are customers. I didn't know at the time he was a congressman. He had an apartment in the Washington suburbs. I took a cab to the apartment and was greeted at the door by the doorman. When I arrived at the congressman's apartment, this very handsome man opened the door and asked me to be seated. He offered me a drink and a cigarette and I refused. He talked about everything under the sun. I had always been able to make people think I understood everything they were saying, but I usually I didn't understand jack. He showed me his bedroom, and I undressed and got into his bed. He took full control of the situation from then on. When it was all over he paid me $150.00, plus cab fare. I got to keep $75.00, and my aunt got the other half. I never saw him again. I was a small tender treat to him that one time.