Supposedly prostitution is the world’s oldest profession. People have been using their God-given goods to keep the lights on, or the candles lit, or the fire burning for practically forever. Nowadays, we tend to look down on turning tricks as a trade, but that doesn’t keep some industrious people from disgracing their sacred temple when the deal is too good to pass up. Like, maybe for a new car for instance. I’m not gonna lie, if it meant a slick new set of wheels I’d probably lay there like a dead fish and let some nasty old lady do things to me. It would have to be one hell of a vehicle though… But for a fucking Pontiac Grand Prix? Does Pontiac even exist anymore? Says here they stopped manufacturing Grand Prixs in 2008! Your body. For a vehicle AT LEAST 11 years old! Have some fucking standards! I guess as far as the owner is concerned, this would be the pontiac of deals, right? Wrong!
Hold on, I’m getting ahead of myself. Let’s meet our players. We’ll call them Hester and Lester. Once upon a time, in the land of What the Fuck, these two began their negotiations.
