lose lips... ruin lives

I have celebrity clients. I live in LA its almost a requirement to fuck famous dudes for cash here. I keep my mouth shut about who they are, why blow a good thing and besides I’m not here to ruin lives only to make them occasionally a little more exciting buy giving my famous clients a small bite of the forbidden fruit which is Jenny DeMilo. The first  famous guy i ever saw was a bit of a surprise as he used a pseudonym with me. So when he opened the door i was a little giddy because…

I had always been a fan.

I was amused at how by a strange turn of events i was naked on the floor being plowed rather expertly by someone who i admired. I did admire him all the more after he pounded me to high heaven but that’s neither here nor there. What i found interesting was that as i was leaving he stuffed wads of cash into my hand. I told him it wasn’t necessary, That he was too generous ( yeah i know, I’m a ho were all supposed to be money grubbing whores) he made me take the cash, looked me right in the eye and said and i quote…

“If you cant bribe your friends? Who can you bribe”

Bribery for all my friends!

He was right, that was my hush money. It made him feel better to know he sufficiently paid me to keep my trap shut about him having his way with me 12 ways to Sunday on his library floor, dinning table and hallway. And i was okay with that. The funny thing is we did become friendly after that. In fact he was the first to encourage me to start writing. So not only did i get paid, and expertly fucked by someone i was a fan of but i got encouraged to do the thing that as it turns out gives me a lot of pleasure.

it was by far one of the best appointments i had ever gone on and.. strangely i will always be grateful he picked me over the plethora of other dirty girls at his disposal. He did me a good turn and for that my lips will always be sealed.