" "Lady, I'm the son of a multi-millionaire, I don't need a career, I needto pop open a brew, ride the waves, and chill with my homies." Huifen said, ..."No, you wrong, you 18 now, you gotta work, your daddy sayso." Billy said, "Work is for the bottom 99%, that ain't me babe." Huifen said, "It is you or I kick you out of here and onto street. Thismy house now." Huifen then said, "Daddy give you two paths for career, one he pick foryou the other he let me pick. Pick one. If you no pick first one. "Good book."I jumped.And I was staring into a soulful pair of hazel green eyes. Oh my God. The guy."Sorry to startle you; I've read that one. She's one of my favorite authors."I looked at the book cover. He read Jodi Picoult?Then I looked back at him. I couldn't believe it. He was THAT guy. From my neighborhood. He was the guy with the two big greyhounds. I had never gotten a close look at him before. Looking at his perfect high cheekbones, and the dark brown bangs falling into his eyes, and. Half of what I am used to paying, and all the strippers looked like they were young enough to be students at the college. The bus took us to the door of a strip club and stopped and waited for us to get off and so we did. I paid my cover as I walked in, and Stacy of course got in free for being a girl. The place was packed, and there were probably 20 to 25 strippers in the joint, 2 stages and hundreds of people in this place. Two things set it apart from some of the other strip clubs I have. Because he is gone and has the truck, you have graciously agreed to drive me home, even though it is out of your way. Everyone else thinks you’re just being the good guy, I know the truth...you want to be alone with me. When our eyes meet, I feel the familiar twinge below my waist; my nipples harden despite the hot humid afternoon. I am wearing a flowing tie-dye dress with spaghetti straps that reaches my ankles and ties around my waist; accenting my already large breasts. The fabric does.