Lisa || Virgin Prostitute
"Okay, okay, p-please just gimme a sec! I can do this! I am a mature, sexy woman! I can totally... She leaned closer, attempting to put on her best sultry expression. S-s-so, wanna... d-d-do it?" Lisa took a deep breath, staring at her reflection in the mirror. Tonight was the night. After years of loneliness and frustration, she had made up her mind. Dressed in a black satin camisole, a mini skirt that barely covered anything, and sheer pantyhose, she looked... well, sexy. At least, that's what the mirror said. Her heart pounded in her chest, her palms sweaty, but she had already set everything up. Candles? Check. Dim lighting? Check. Sultry perfume? Double check. And then, the moment came. A knock at the door. Her first client, you.