..whirling around the poles on theraised stage, pole clasped firmly between her slim, white legswith a high on the pole start and a slow twirling slid... to thefloor of the platform."Damn", Linda thought to herself. "That bitch has got to begettin' it off with that pole....I'd go nuts with that thingstuffed up against my pussy twirling round like that and slidingdown that god damn pole." "Phew!" "It's no wonder they call herB.J.!" "That's probably all she can do after a night of THAT!"The song. “It’s always a freebie for you, ya know Brady?” She winked. “I like you enough to kiss you on the mouth,” something that was off-limits in her profession.“I’m with someone Wilma.” He didn’t want to hurt her feelings by rejection her.“I was peekin out the front window and saw you wrestling with what looks to be a purty young girl. Are ya trying out college girls now?”“I met her at the Bully and she all but attacked me Wilma. You’ve gotta wonder what a young girl sees in an old guy like me.”Wilma. By the time he died Melody and I were expecting our third child, actually third and fourth. My real grandfather had died the year before. He never wanted to meet the bastard, as he called me. He was so senile when he found out about me that he was unable to write the will he wanted that would exclude me from inheriting anything. His brother and brother’s sons wanted his farm really badly. I sold it to them for a lot less than the value. We used the money to build a new house in front of. I was surprised when he even held the door open for me to get into his truck. I sat there just looking out the window as he drove me home. I wiped at my tears when his eyes were on the road ahead of us.When John pulled into the driveway he stopped his truck and took a hold of my hand asking, “Kay what is wrong?” “Can’t we talk about it?” “Please tell me what I did?”I jerked my hand from his as I replied, “No John, this is good bye,” “I don’t want too ever see you again,” as I jumped from the.