They teach me things and I **** them in return.
It's all I have to offer.
They wouldn't bother otherwise.
I'm  good at *** and they want me.
All I want is to learn.

I am curious.
I want to get ahead.
Even if I'm tired
or not in the mood,
I pretend I like it.
I like seeing their faces
light up with glee
when I give them what they want,
after they've given that to me.
I like hearing them
tell me I'm beautiful robotically.
I like hearing them
lose control and moan,
surrendering their
worthless pretenses.


Maybe one day the trade
won't be the same.
I'll be older, wiser, uglier,
and generally less fuckable.
And then who will teach me new things?