Good Girl Gone Bad

I will take you down a dark alley, where nice girls aren't supposed to go. I was nice, prom queen happy, college, landed my first job after college at a major corporation. It was there that I met Carla. She was smart in college, but she came from the dark side. Alcohol, weed , stronger stuff. Bad boys. I got initiated, three guys in a gang bang. When they were done with me Carla told me it was a warning, you don't turn down a guy that wants you. One of those guys. They kept the women like Carla under control with sex and druqs. Now I was one of those women. Sex was the right of passage, the passport to getting along. In a couple of months I was addicted, just like Carla. I got fired, and later Carla.

I woke up one day in a shower, fully clothed. A woman came in told me strip out of the wet clothes. She told me I had been found strung out and unconscious in a parking lot where I had been hooking. A bad trip. I was on heroin. Now this woman was going to dry me out. Kept against my will, forced to submit to the treatment.

It was several months later that I walked out of the facility, ten years after being a good girl. Carla had disappeared by then, I have no knowledge of where she is. I work as a counselor for young women prostitutes. I don't have a mirror, I can't see myself there. I'm in rehab, I will always be in rehab.

Sorry if you wanted some sexy description, being a hooker isn't sexy, gang banged isn't sexy, It's sex, but sex of the worst kind.