She was in the bathroom at a first class hotel, having just had a very lucrative sex session with one of her regular clients.

Yes Angel was a hooker.

True she was a very expensive hooker, but she was a hooker all the same.

As she skillfully applied her makeup she thoughtfully studied herself.

Here she was, only 17 and already a very accomplished and versatile hooker who was very much in demand.

Mind you, Angel loved sex.

She could never get enough of it, and her enthusiasm showed in her performance.

Never a day passed where she wasn't required to service some rich old guy or other.

Mind you, at the prices she charged, only rich men could afford her, and sadly most rich men are old.

"How on earth did I get into this game" she thought, as she applied her lipstick.

As she stroked her lipstick across her sensual lips, her mind drifted back in time, trying to remember how her little love spot had given her so much pleasure when she was younger. If you read 'Angel's First First Time' you will remember how we heard about the first time she discovered about the nice feeling she had when she played with her daddy.

Back in those days she wasn't called Angel.

Back in those days, she was just plain old boring Amanda.

She had started playing nice games with her daddy when she was 10, but sadly he had died when she was twelve. ......(cont)