
Means to an End
I'm not an addict, not a wife, not even a person...but a means to an end. I'm the source of income that feeds your drug habit. I'm the happy ending, when porn gets you horny and you need a vagina to finish off. I'm the admin assistant that pays the bills and files your paperwork. I'm the local gossip fodder when you've run out of things to say. My impending death is the excuse when you need to justify your diabolical behaviour. My bank account is convenient for your online ga