About Me
The story of prostitution and deception. Lies and cheating. Selling your body to the highest bidder is the name of game. Something that started out as a means to make a billionaire husband jealous turned into a full fledged career. This is the life & style of Becca Elizabeth Devereaux.
Life was shitty, not a pretty place for me. I went through many stages in my life. My parents divorced, my baby brother died, I was addicted to alcohol. And that was the first 3 months of my life. I was born on Halloween in 1976. My birth name was Alyssa Petrillo, my parents, father being of Italian decent, mom, being of Russian decent, having a Jewish mother and catholic father made it confusing for me. Around Christmas time I didn't know if we were suppose to celebrate Christmas or what not. The first part of my life is rather boring. Let's jump to when I turned 15.
Around the time I turned 15, I began to do what any kid my age would do. I told the guys on the football team I'd hook 'em up. Blow jobs for cash. Of course, I lied to the slutty girls saying that the men took interest in them. It's when I first realized I could make a buck off stupid bitches. Women are easy to fool. While running my little high school business, my school work began to rise. Math was what I excelled at. Change in the pocket was something that helped me along.
Not to skip too far ahead but right after graduation, I decided to skip college and start on my journey to Miami. I became a high class call girl. I made thousands a week, whenever presidents, governors and other high empowered legal forms came a knockin', I was there to please their...needs. I was at the top of the call list, but one fine day I met this man who forever changed me. He was an asshole, he was the perfect bad boy. He did things I could never do. He smoked cigarettes, he drank alcohol and he was rich. He was also an abusive asshole.
I didn't know what to make of my predicament. So I did what any newly wed woman would do, I put a lethal dose of cocaine in his usual brandy one night. Killed him instantly. Of course I'm just a terribly scared window now who has nothing! Needless to say his millions all went to me. With his last name I decided to have a new name installed. Becca Elizabeth. It was magical, Becca Elizabeth Devereaux...my initials spell B.E.D.
Let's skip ahead, I've grown bored of telling life's little tragedies. I'm no long the working call girl, I'm the owner. I own a top secret of call girl services all throughout America. Soon it'll be the world. Call them sluts but they're respectable sluts. I live the life of a queen. I own the finest things but I still enjoy dancing and singing and all the other fun girly things. I'm not some stuck up cunt who thinks she's better, I do have a sense of humor. Ta ta darlings, ta ta.
