Bria spun to look around for the money the two black men were supposed to have paid her for her services and let out her breath in relief when she spotted two bills fluttering in the slight breeze. Slipped into a crack in the bench they beckoned her over to where she had been used by two strangers.
She couldn't help but dwell on what she'd done to earn the money, and for a moment she wondered if she could possibly accept it. It was bad enough to be screwing random strangers, but to be paid for it made her nothing but a whore. But if she didn't take the money then she'd have no way of getting home unless she threw herself on someone's mercy and begged for money.
Hesitantly she reached out...
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