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During the drive to work Tony asked me if I remembered getting on the stage, stripping and taking part in the sex show. “Vaguely.” I replied. “Mick tells me that you were a natural.” “I think that that was the drugs.” “Well that gave me an idea and I phoned shaved a man that I know and you’ve got an interview for a job on Saturday morning.” When Tony said that my spirits rose. It sounded like a chance to get away from Tony and his abuse. My initial euphoria was short lived when I remembered the good times that I’d had with him, the ways that he made me discover my sexual desires and how he feed my needs. “Could I live without the good times and the sexual pleasures that he gives asian me?” Then there was the money, if he was organising this job for me how would I stand with the contract and the money? For the rest of the week, the embarrassment and humiliation that I had a work and at Tony’s apartment seemed trivial. I realised that I was happy. Saturday morning arrived and Tony took me to see that man that he knows. My heart dropped when I saw the place that he parked outside. It sexy was a strip club. He must be getting me pussy a job as a stripper. The front door wasn’t locked and Tony led me in. It was dark and dingy and I saw, and heard, a woman using a vacuum cleaner; and a man sat at a table writing something. Tony juicy led me over to him. Tony and Liam (I found out later) greeted each other like old friends, both ignoring me for ages. It was Liam who first said something to me, “So you want to be a stripper? What’s your name girl?” “Claire.” “Take your clothes off Claire.” “What?” “Your clothes, take them off, I need to see you naked. I have to check that you don’t have any stupid tattoos or bulges in the wrong places. Maybe you’re some sort of trans-whatever and the punters wouldn’t like that.” I thought for a second then started unbuttoning my top. As I did so the disappointment of what Tony had meant by ‘a job’ started to fade and the excitement of the thought of me taking me clothed off for lots of horny men, started to take over. It was just such a wondrous flavor. She walked through a door to the kitchen. I don't know whether she did it for my pleasure or hers, but she settled herself on it like she was plugging it into her. I cleaned up and went to bed thinking pussy about those four naked sexy girls running around. SLAP!WHAP!DING!" her titties shaved sang out as she drew a few more to the crowd of bikers surrounding the Outlaws. I don’t think I even could have, at least in Chris’ case. I woke up by hearing maa’s voice. 'What the fuck is wrong with me?’ she thought, shaking her head clear. The anticipation of a new sexual assignation is always exciting for me. And I have a feeling this one may be very exciting. Bird was lost in a plethora of emotions, entranced by this woman yet terrified of the situation, desperately hoping some peace could soon be made and lost as to how it had become so hostile so quickly. It feels wonderful, but I’m not sure I’m ready for this.” But daddy is still my favorite and he’s the only one I actually have sex with because no juicy one but him and mom can make me cum like they do. Grandma appeared and pretending to be shocked says “Look at you! Fuck! “Thanks, Rosemary. “This is all asian my fault.”