The funniest thing happened to me the other night. I had planned on meeting some friends at a bar in the city for a drink after work. Now, the friends that I was meeting know that I am a CD so naturally, I was sporting a nice dressy outfit. It wasn’t slutty or anything, but I guess some call it club-wear. You know what I mean, a short skirt with a tight blouse and so on. Anyway luck would have it that there was no parking near the bar so I decided to park in a parking lot that I am familiar with.

Since I was in the city and I knew the area, I wasn’t too concerned. Besides it was only a few blocks down. So I parked my vehicle, grabbed my purse and I was off. I decided to light a smoke for the walk, since there is no smoking inside of the bar. As I light up my cigarette and proceeded to make my journey I noticed a truck following slowly behind me.

It was one of those tricked out trucks with the fancy low rider wheels, tinted windows and the music banging from it. I figured Daddy bought it for his spoiled college son or something like that. I really didn’t pay in much attention other than the fact that other cars behind it were blowing their horn because it was driving so slowly. Now, I am a big girl who is not scared of anyone and I can take care of myself. So I continued my stroll.

Suddenly the truck pulled off to park on the side of the street and beeped its horn. I stopped to turn around, as I wasn’t sure if it was really for me or not.  Then I saw the driver waive me over. Being curious I walked over to the truck and asked what was up. The guy replied "nothing" and just smiled. He explained that he was just driving around and that I caught his attention.

My first thought was that this wasn’t much of a pickup line, but I humored him and told him I liked his truck. Just then to my surprise he asked me if I was working. Now I am not a street girl, but I understood what he meant by that and I told him that I am not a prostitute. He just smiled and said "too bad."  Well I began to feel a bit awkward so I explained that I needed to get going and said goodbye.

As I began to walk away he stopped me and asked if I would be interested in making some money. I turned back around and again explained that I don’t hook when he interrupted me and said that he was looking for girls to work for him. "Okay so you are a pimp?" I asked. Again he just smiled. I smiled back and said, "thanks anyway."

So he looked at me and said, "well I am always around the area if you change your mind" and he drove off.  As he did, I just stood there for a moment thinking, wow that was fucking weird, then I continued my walk to the bar. Later on I couldn't help but to think and wonder if he had sadly enough found anyone to take him up on his offer.  You know, some girl who maybe really needed the money and would be willing to sell themselves for him. 

Then I suddenly began to laugh to myself. I guess no matter how tuff the economy gets, there is always work out there, if you’re willing to do that type of work. Hell, look at me. I just received a job offer while I was simply walking to the bar to meet my friends for a drink.  Anyway, I am content with simply selling my videos and pictures online and I don;t need a pimp for that.