"Don't worry sweetheart. Lu will be quick and I'm sure he will blow his load into you in a hurry," Ken whispered. He grabbed a handful of her hair and...forced her to look into his demanding eyes. "Talk to me babe. Tell me what he is doing and I want to hear my little sweetheart talking like a slut," he said and held her stare until she could not refuse his orders. "Oh gawd Ken. He's going to do it, isn't he? No, he's between my legs; I can feel his pecker on my ass. Oh gawd, he's rubbing it all. "Turn a little bit, dick, and look at me," I'm talking to you. You turn up the difficulty on toes and look into my face. My hair burning of candlelight and soft waves down upon his shoulders. My full lips are smiling seductively. My shiny eyes look into you. My slim body covers black, tight leather. My long legs are in mesh, black stockings, and I have black feet, impossibly high heels. The intense smell of leather body and my wonderfully commanding view, standing in front of you, makes you. But I was out of choices.The Smittes were happy to take a pup, but from the day I gave him to the neighbors across the wall, he kept trying to find his way back to me and my pathetic tent.Never having even been on a date, tired of a world of shallow people, I wallowed in my own misery. Krystal, Samuel's mother, meant more to me than my own 'family.' She licked the tears from my face when I lost my job, she stayed by me through the darkest times of my life ... I thought several times of her as. I like Benny the Bouncer, the other strippers, and the bartenders, too. Everyone works as a team.”“Did you finish high school?”“Yes, just barely. I left on the last day right after classes. I didn’t even go to my graduation ceremony. My home life sucked. My stepfather wanted me out working and paying my way from when he appeared on the scene in my sophomore year. He also kept hitting on me, at least until I told my mother on one of the days when she wasn’t in an alcoholic fog. She put a stop to.