It started as a normal encounter. Good and hard as we enjoyed to do, but it changed. He knows what I like and he wanted to please me. He pinned my arm... down. Held them hard and told me I would take it and like it. Holding my arms with one hand his other went round my throat. He tightened his grip round my neck, it became nearly impossible to breath. All I could do was give into it and feel the rising pleasure as he continued to fuck me hard. I slipped closer to u*********sness, but he knew how. You'd call it a Mom and Pop outfit, except it was owned and operated by a single woman named Annabel. About 30, the shop wasn't doing all that well, so she wanted to take some night classes to finish up her degree and give her some other options. After a week of learning the ropes from her, I was going to be on my own. Traffic was generally light, and since my salary was mostly tips, that meant I wasn't really making all that much. But it was something, and I had plenty of time to get my. Seeing them walk together looked awkward to me, he was so towering over her as he was over 6ft tall and she barely over 5ft tall.After a few minutes my curiousity was getting the best of me so I tiptoed down the hallway to see what was going on in my moms room.When my dad was living I had spied on them before.As I got closer I could hear smacking of their lips kissing.The door was partialy opened much to my luck, with the light of the lamp on my moms night stand shining in the hallway.My heart. All the bikers and tobacco chewing rednecks is starting to be to much. I got to the club around noonish I guess. Picked up my money I had in my locker and set at the bar to count it. The club opened at 2:00 pm so I didn't have much time.I finished counting my money and traded the one dollar bills I had to the bar tender for big denominations and stuffing them into my over sized purse. I sat there, watching other dancers come in. Ok I thought to myself, fuck this place. I had saved up about.