Jack and the Beanstalk 1/5

I remember preparing myself for sale the first time. Scrubbing. Shaving. Sighing in the lukewarm water. As time went on I didn't bother with that, saved the bath for when I got home. I was stood in a layby by the A147 pressed against a Ford Focus thinking that one day my prince might come. Instead, sixth of the night did and I just looked forward to going home and bathing.

But the condom had split.

I was penniless and pregnant. My swollen boobs were good for business at the start, number six just a number and long since gone.