I am divorced, educated and attractive and dress for the part. I go out once in a while, hang out at a hotel bar, let a man approach me and if I get the feeling that he is real I accept his invitation and charge modestly for my time. I am not a professional, and I have been pushed out by other women working the bar, I am a divorced woman who likes stranger danger, hard up men, a little hard play, I have a couple of tattoos from my married relationship, on my rump and my p****, bad choices but they say more about me than I can say in words. I am divorced but I will always be his b****, it’s on my rump and it’s his p****, it says it right there in bold letters.