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When she was Young and Pretty: An Erotic Horror Story
When she was Young and Pretty: An Erotic Horror Story
When she was Young and Pretty: An Erotic Horror Story
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When she was Young and Pretty: An Erotic Horror Story

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A beautiful young prostitute with a roster of gorgeous clients finds her looks fading and her roster dwindling with each passing year. Before she’s even thirty, she becomes old and wrinkles and no one will pay for her services anymore. That is until The Monster makes an appointment. Soon he will want much more than sex, and she accommodates his sick requests, though she knows she cannot accommodate him for much longer and survive

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Release dateApr 17, 2013
ISBN9781301558988
When she was Young and Pretty: An Erotic Horror Story

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    When she was Young and Pretty - Derek Clendening

    When she was Young and Pretty: An Erotic Horror Story

    By Derek Clendening

    Published by Mausoleum Press at Smashwords

    Copyright 2013 Derek Clendening

    When she was young and pretty, gorgeous men had paid for her services. These guys could have gotten laid without paying for it, so she never felt at all degraded by what she offered them. In those days, she was selective about to whom she granted her services. She needn’t offer a ride just because someone was willing to pay the fare. Men sometimes said that going to her was cheaper and faster than wining and dining a woman and that didn’t degrade her either.

    Sometimes they lavished gifts on her, too. That meant that, at least for some of them, it was about more than the convenience of not having to wine and dine a woman to get her in bed. Some of them had legitimate feelings for her and may have loved her. Once in a while, a client would say it, and it felt good even if she wasn’t sure whether to believe it.

    In particular, she remembered Trent, six-foot four, football player’s build and mop of chestnut brown hair. Teeth had never come so perfect and eyes had never been so smoldering. He’d been her favorite client even though he’d stopped in just once every few months and paid her two hundred dollar toll. When she’d made love to him (‘Making Love’ was different than her term for sex with other clients of

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