He comes once a month, gives me the best night of my life and then
POOF, just like the pumpkin carriage, at the stroke of midnight, he's gone.
Me and Cinderella have a lot in common. I'm a working girl too, except I work in sex. And there's definitely no fairy godmother hanging around the Nevada brothel.
No glass slipper either, but something brings him back to me every month.My very own Prince Charming.
If only I had a magic spell to make him stay . . .
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