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So, how’s it work? You cruise, you spot ‘em—heels high, skirt short, eyes sharp. Or ya text some shady number from a burner phone. “No calls after midnight,” one told me—pissed me off again. I’m like, “What, you got a curfew?” Sarcasm’s my shield, man. But when it clicks? Oh, it’s gold. Hooked up once, chick was a riot—laughed at my tie, called it “grandpa style.” I was dyin’—humor in the hustle, who knew?

Maserati receptionist says boss treated her like an escort

After a while, the client shows up, and we unload the cargo. I’m finally feeling a bit of relief. But then, I get a call from my boss. He’s like, “We need you to pick up another load.” I’m like, “Are you kidding me?” But I can’t say no. So, I’m off again, this time heading towards the outskirts of town.