A fan wanted a selfie with me

Every day out on the street something unexpected may happen. Like this weekend, a fan hit me up while I was crawling the curbs, greeting some of the new girls that came in at Street Whores and so on.

Who am I to day no to such a fun request. I suggested I could bare the girls to make the selfie a bit more memorable for him. He didn't say no.

Got to love my fans. Apparently I am a celebrity. Thank you!

Becoming a Selfie Queen - part 2

The life of a Selfie Queen isn't that easy. It may all look glitter and gold to you, but the reality is very different.

You may look glamourous and even have many followers, but the men who jerk off to your pictures may hate you just as much as their girlfriends who copy your style. Whether it is guilt, shame or jealousy, rest assured their hatred will follow you around.

The good thing about being a generally hated Selfie Queen is of course that you can use your style and reputation to scare some people away as well, like this pimp. He just hated to be on my selfies the other day, so he posed little of a threat to me as a street girl. After some initial shouting, he just ran away.

Becoming a selfie queen

I decided it was time to develop a new annoying habit...

So, after wiping off my lips I 'invested' the money from my latest blowjob into a new smartphone, a big one of course, with a decent camera. It's not pink yet, but I may think of a way to change this.
For some reason everybody at the square now seems to hate me. Is it because I got an instagram account and made a whole bunch of new selfies? Or is it because I scared away the men by making photo's of them?

Rachael wasn't charmed by the idea of the cops seeing her face on my selfies. Weird, I think she looks a lot prettier without the box on her head...