by Vanessa Sky
The day I turned 18, I knew what I wanted to do. I didn’t want to buy a lottery ticket or a pack of cigarettes. I didn’t want to move out and I definitely didn’t want to go to college.
I wanted to fuck for money.
I was always infatuated by sex workers, and now, I proudly call myself one.
My life has been nothing short of chaotic. I accredit most of the chaos to being bipolar, an affliction that, like most shitty things in life, has a silver lining. That silver lining? Increased sex drive.
I'm 24 now, and I've lived more life than most. I've been a call girl and a stripper, and now,
I fuck on camera for everyone to see. And nothing makes me happier.