Journal 06
Carmen 38
Real-estate agent
- Life
- High earner. Luxury SUV. Divorced, no kids.
- Temper
- Outgoing. The sales smile is real until it is not. Slightly materialistic and completely fine with that.
Kinks
- Stranger use
- Breeding talk
I sell houses to people who want a story about the life they're about to have. I'm good at it. The SUV is black and too clean and the back seat has done more honest work than most of the bedrooms I stage.
I like an empty lot, the door open, a stranger who can hear the offer and walk away. I talk while they fuck me. I talk about getting pregnant from cock I don't know. I'm not actually trying. I want the sentence in the air while a man I won't see again comes in me. Then I fix my lipstick and I make the signing.
The blog
2 entries, newest first.
Whoever's walking
Saturday, different lot, same door. Two men, friends, early thirties, the kind who dare each other. I told them the rule before anyone's zipper moved. One at a time. Come inside. Talk to me like you're trying to breed a woman you met four minutes ago. Either of you can leave. The first one was shy until I said put a baby in this cunt in the same voice I…
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Twenty minutes between a showing and a signing. I parked behind the empty retail pad, killed the engine, and left the driver's door open. Skirt up. No underwear, a decision I made standing in someone else's kitchen, smiling about quartz. A man cutting across the lot slowed down. I looked at him and spread my knee against the door. You can fuck me, I said. I'm not going to ask…
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