There is no perfect family, I am not the only child in the family, and I have a sensitive, melancholy and sad nature, so I cannot feel happiness.
Probably because of hormones, I started selling myself.
Rebels like this both make me feel like I can make money like an adult and get me in contact with all kinds of men.
During this process, I tasted the pleasure of free movement as a social subject. Even if I was scolded and played by others, I still couldn't stop.
Once, I met an old man.
The old man was obsessed with my body, and he was gentle, fair, and polite. In front of him, I became more and more confident. The gully face, soft flesh and humble posture nourished a budding sense of femininity, and it made my lips redder and redder.
I would sneak in my mom's shirt and dress up like a mature woman.
A chance to witness my mother flirting with a friend's husband also made me reconnect with the old man.
He expressed his guilt for his daughter in front of me, which reminded me of my father, and from then on, I became more and more dependent on him like a father.
I liked the experience, and I liked old George.
He is very old but I don't think he is ugly. The real reason is that I didn't take him as a lover, but I didn't realize it at the time, and even made up a lawyer boyfriend based on him to tell my friends.
Our relationship is getting deeper and deeper, but George died on the bed because of a drug addiction. The police and parents came to intervene. They all didn't sympathize with my sadness. This made me very angry. My love and career are because of Is it pointless to be entangled with prostitution and be considered illegal by society?
Mom even donated my hard-earned money to misguided prostitutes.
It's sad, in her mind, my career is shameful, and my relationship with George is deformed.
She didn't want to understand my mental journey at all, she considered me from my point of view, and she just perfunctory or even escaped with the cliché that I also rebelled.
My prostitution became a taboo for the whole family.
My family and friends feel ashamed of me.
Holding back the pain, I had a boyfriend of the same age, and at least I became normal on the surface.
One day, George's wife came to see me.
She is an elegant woman who loves her husband very much. When she learned the truth, not only did she not blame me, but she was full of love towards me. As I lay down with her, I was overjoyed to have met a perfect mother and wife.
Tolerating her husband's infidelity and tolerant of this young girl with her husband, her calmness and infatuation are the best gifts I have encountered in adolescence.
I felt her happiness and saw an example of love, which made my expectations of happiness overcome my pity for myself and complaints about the world.
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