debbiev
Ms Nympho
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- Sep 9, 2005
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I'm Ashley...
25 years old, I live alone in a one room apartment on the south side of the tracks. Long brown curly hair and deep brown eyes, full lips, darker tan complexion, 5'6" weighs 130 lbs, 36d and curvy. I've never had a job paying better then minimum wage. Although I can play a mean game of pool and have hustled some there. I've also played some poker and have made some money there too. But that's not reliable or consistent. I need to get the fuck out of my dumpy apartment and it's time to live like I deserve to live.
So I decide to look at ads for nannies and only in the richest of the rich neighborhoods. I need to live in a mansion even if I don't own it, but maybe someday I will. I have big goals and I'm gonna accomplish them no matter what. I mean I'm kinda ghetto and I'm pretty used to doing what I need to do to get what I want.
I send my resume' out to five families. Of course it being a totally fake resume'. It stating that I have 3 years of nanny experience for two different households. My two friends are willing to be my references and are prepared with their pat answers on how great a nanny I was.
I get a call from one of them and setup an appointment to be interviewed.
Wearing a light blue button top, a black skirt 3 or so inches above my knees and 3" black pumps. Trying to look professional and like I know what I'm doing. Hoping I can pull this off.
Driving 1 1/2 hours to their mansion I pull into their long driveway and step out of my car. I look up at the mansion and know this is where I wanna live. Walking up to the door and I knock. Feeling a bit nervous but trying to get it in my head to be confident so they trust me with their kids.
25 years old, I live alone in a one room apartment on the south side of the tracks. Long brown curly hair and deep brown eyes, full lips, darker tan complexion, 5'6" weighs 130 lbs, 36d and curvy. I've never had a job paying better then minimum wage. Although I can play a mean game of pool and have hustled some there. I've also played some poker and have made some money there too. But that's not reliable or consistent. I need to get the fuck out of my dumpy apartment and it's time to live like I deserve to live.
So I decide to look at ads for nannies and only in the richest of the rich neighborhoods. I need to live in a mansion even if I don't own it, but maybe someday I will. I have big goals and I'm gonna accomplish them no matter what. I mean I'm kinda ghetto and I'm pretty used to doing what I need to do to get what I want.
I send my resume' out to five families. Of course it being a totally fake resume'. It stating that I have 3 years of nanny experience for two different households. My two friends are willing to be my references and are prepared with their pat answers on how great a nanny I was.
I get a call from one of them and setup an appointment to be interviewed.
Wearing a light blue button top, a black skirt 3 or so inches above my knees and 3" black pumps. Trying to look professional and like I know what I'm doing. Hoping I can pull this off.
Driving 1 1/2 hours to their mansion I pull into their long driveway and step out of my car. I look up at the mansion and know this is where I wanna live. Walking up to the door and I knock. Feeling a bit nervous but trying to get it in my head to be confident so they trust me with their kids.
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