I know I'm asking a lot ... but ... a showgirl's life can be a dangerous one. There are guys that think because we're nearly naked on stage that we're... easy ... and some of us are. I'm just eighteen and at a hundred and fifty dollars a week, take-home ... this is a good paying job."I want to go to college but I'd like to have study time and not have to waitress in some hamburger stand ... so, a year or two here and I can pay for my degree ... could ... would ... can I ask ... would you to teach. ----- A young boy is the first to discover the corpse partly hidden by the undergrowth. He shouts to his kinsmen. They run to him, and a beautiful woman approaches, dressed in a long, grey gown, covered by a woolen cape. A long wail seeps from her lips like the steadily increasing wind before a thunderstorm when she sees her son dead. The sorrow in her voice overpowers me and strengthens the remorse I feel. She sees the white flower and pulls it from the boy’s hair and throws it away as if it. “Yeah,” the fine ass man wearing a wife beater, black Timberlands, and light wash jeans confirmed.Kamron unlocked the door, “Oh okay. Thanks for the bringing by the money.”“Uhhh, do you take debit cards. I didn’t get to stop by the ATM.”“Sure! My card reader is upstairs. Come on in. I don’t wanna make you stand out here.”“Bet,” Tavares replied as he stepped across the threshold.Kamron locked the door behind them and said, “Follow me.” To the back of the shop they walked and then up the stairs.. I can take it in my ass’, I thought. But what I had not realized was that he had some more to push inside me. Now my body started to feel the pressure of his dick ripping my ass. I started to breathe heavily, clutching on to the cot firmly. He remained inside my for some time, allowing me to calm down.When he felt that I was all right, his thrusting started slowly and gathered momentum. His hands were expertly fondling my breasts and at the same time rubbing my clit. As the first orgasm rushed.