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I cleaned up my face and fixed my hair and went back to the party. I walked back into a room with not nearly as many people in it. When did that happen? I walked back to the bar and a fresh drink was waiting for me. Mandy was not behind the bar. I picked up my drink and looked around. My Mom and Dad were walking up to me. “Honey, that was so sweet of you to offer to help clean up. Tony mentioned he was short help tonight and you offered to chip in.” My Mom said and hugged me. I tried to figure out what was going on. “Ok, we are leaving, I am exhausted. Tony said he would get you home. We will probably be asleep when you get home. Be careful. Good night sweetie.” Mom said and kissed me on the cheek. My Dad mumbled good night and kissed my other cheek. He was wobbling as he walked and I was glad to see my Mom with the keys in her hand. My parents left and I stood there very confused.   She picked up her journal, tits the one she had kept ever since she had learned about adult life, and as she turned the page she smiled as the memories came flooding back to her as she recalled the pleasure and knowledge they gave her. As she turned the pages she remembered how after she had come back from America, her 30th Birthday present to herself and she came across an entry a few weeks later "new job today." A cold shiver ran up her spine as she recalled those few weeks and how it all started and so nearly ended... "Fuck off" Julie spat at the man sitting behind the desk, "You won't get me taking my clothes off like some cheap whore," and with that Julie lit a cigarette in defiance of the no-smoking signs and sat back in her chair staring at the man on the other side of the desk. The man returned Julie's venomous stare with a calm and collected poise to his face and waited in the silence for a while as he watched Julie puff the cigarette furiously before dropping it into the half empty coffee cup with a fizz. Putting his fingers together in a steeple the man spoke softly and gently, his faint Scottish burr detectable, "You go for an interview on Friday, you will get the job and I am sure you will enjoy it. Full back up will be provided." Julie stood silently and smoothed the unseen creases in her expensive leather trousers before picking up the designer jacket she had thrown casually over the chair when she had come in and putting it on over her silk top. Turning on her heel she walked to the door as the man spoke again, "See Mary will you cum and she will fill you in and get you dressed more appropriately." Julie didn't bother to reply and slammed the door hard behind her muttering under her breath how she doubted the man's parentage. A few days later Julie stood shivering as the cold February asian winds whistled along the bleak Belfast street. Julie tried to pull the cheap jacket around her to protect her from the cold that was seeping through her bones, and felt the flimsy material of the thin dress whip around her thighs. Looking down she cursed as she stumbled in the cheap and slightly scuffed stilettos as she tottered towards the sexy door. Banging on the door Julie waited, chewing gum so as to complete her carefully prepared image to show a tarty woman who was a bit down on her luck and therefore willing to do anything for a job. The peephole in the door slid back to reveal a rough looking man with shaven head and a broken nose who grunted in a harsh Belfast accent "What do you want." Trying to look bored but slightly nervous Julie held up the advert in the local paper that read 'wanted exotic dancers for private club who are prepared to be adventurous', "I came about the job" Julie responded. The door slid open and Julie walked into the dingy club. The man motioned with his head as he re-bolted the door and Julie walked into the main area of the club. In the harsh lights the club looked positively tacky and a man sat near the stage drinking a cup of coffee and reading a paper. Seeing Julie he lowered the paper and motioned her forward as he spoke, japanese "What's your name? What do you want?" My nipples were hard from the cool air and nervousness. No one seemed to want to be first to come and use me so Daniella stepped forwards and slapped my butt with a leather belt that she got from somewhere. Well sexy Zhedd, was the one that was interested in me. While Emmanuel, seem to be interested in my sister, because it appeared. Maybe if she made cum his desires more submissive he wouldn’t try to fuck her. About an hour later we finished our morning coffee and stripped the bed and put the sheets in the washing machine. The two maids are Mauricio and Leonardo´s alternative girlfriends. “Oh honey, he was drunk and he didn’t know it was you.” She said and rubbed her hand on my cheek and I felt her hug me tighter. Jesus Christ, drinking’s fucking dangerous. It asian was at least twice as big as the last one. “Wont be much longer for you.” Becky said, winking at me. I was wrong. She read me like a book. To be fucked japanese hard!” Now Jophiel and Anael mentioned Sandalphon was also the Angel of Death. Angela stared up at me from Diamond’s eyes, her gaze but tits slits beneath heavy lids.