What could they say? Oh, she was raped, I openly speak about that. What could they say? Oh, she was molested? I openly speak about that, too. What could they say? Oh, she’s broke? She lives check to check? Oh, her books ain’t selling? I made it clear that I went from thousands of dollars to lunch money, but I still made a way. What could they say?
How she was dragged to filth in the literary industry? That was just a minor setback, for a major comeback! What could they say? How she dropped out of high school? Failed to get her GED? That’s no secret. What could they say? How she got screwed over by family, friends, and men? Okay, that’s life. I am her, she is me, I am Reds Johnson, and this is my story.
Selling pussy is a career choice for Dynasty Pierce. At 37, she is a prostitute with a coke bottle shape, radiant chocolate skin, and a bomb kitty that gives her the cockiness to not mind doing something strange for some change. Dynasty gives no fucks about anything or anyone with no regrets
She gets caught up and has no other choice but to right her wrongs by confessing her life as a PROSTITUTE.