Lesley and I hadn’t really gotten to know each other until the second Saturday I was working. I’d just finished my tour of the audience a...d was taking a break backstage when she came rushing in, nipples stiff and her body glistening just a little from the on-stage workout. She glanced around the break area and made a beeline for me. “There’s a guy out there who wants another table dance,” she told me. I shrugged. It’d been a great night so far, and. We arrived somewhat satiated, the poor driver providing us only with a savory snack, not even something to be considered an appetizer, no were outside where the main course had arrived, the men inside unawares of what we were chewing on recently, but as he drove off, so did any memory of what happened, that's how quickly we forget, now the fun starts.As we made our way to the front door, Kristy must have thought the cock supply inside would be unknown to her, but the deviousness and the. Next day afternoon, I went to nearest village,there was problem with language (People speak Telugu only) I had to go tovishakha-patnam, just to find proper prostitute for him. I had language problemthere also. I met with few prostitute also, but they were also black, not up-tomy expectation. I lost one day, but I gotconfident and obsessed for promotion. I went to vishakha-patnam next day also,but nothing happened. Interview day was just three days ahead and I had nothingwith me. By then I was. When the tears had finally ceased, she said, ‘I love them both, but Daddy always hated her so much. I used to try and tell myself that it was just because she wasn’t his daughter, but I know. It’s why Mom threw him out. He never raised a hand to Fi, but the words… hurt so much more. I tried to stick up for her, be a peacemaker, but I was like… 6. Mom knew, knew that he was hurting all of us with his hate.’ ‘He’s a bad person, I know that, but sometimes I think it’s because of the way he treats.