I’M PROUD OF MAKING MEN SMILE

ME and my friends Lucy Zara and Dani Harwood had a great night at the Football Writers Association dinner at the weekend.

I love getting dressed up in a posh frock, and had a lovely night – apart from some silly old hags thinking I was a HOOKER!

Seriously! Me and the girls were walking up the stairs and some sour-faced cow apparently said: “I bet they’re brass, £250 a night.”

It’s a good job I didn’t hear her or I’d have knocked her head off.

What is it with women who see a sexy girl who works in the glamour industry and think she’s some kind of slag?

It’s always

these

miserable, frigid women who are like this – they’re just jealous because they’re ugly, old and past it.

I’ve been in the adult industry since I was a teenager and I’m proud of what I do.

At least I earn my own money and don’t leech off some poor bloke.

I have no idea why their fellas stay with them. It’s them I feel sorry for.

Smile

They probably never get a shag and have to put up with wives whining, nagging and spending their money.

Instead of slagging off girls like me, these women should be thanking us.

Because when their poor fellas tune in and see us on Red Light or see us in the Sport it’s the only thing that puts a smile on their face.