"Did you find a candidate?" Can we discuss this in your office?"Claire nodded and motioned for one of the other waitresses to take herplace until she ...ot back. "It's dead here tonight anyway," said Claire,"we really need somebody to draw in more clients."Rachel smiled. "Well, what would your ideal greeter be like? I just gotaccess to a bunch of girls to interview so I can probably get you whoeveryou want."Claire looked at her suspiciously, unsure how somebody who had next to nofriends outside. Almost all sex workers were screened monthly for STDs and illicit drugs and the "house" provided forms of birth control, including pills, patches, spermicidal foam and the "morning-after" contraceptive.But as with the drug trade, as soon as my people were off the streets, other people moved in. The $20 blowjob was alive and well in several inner-city alleyways and vestibules and for $75 you could find some poor heroin freak to fuck you in your car.It became necessary for my people to run the. ." she trailed off with a wild look in her face."And she's what?" I asked, and I'm sure that didn't sound nice.Linda blanched. "Ohmygod. You are serious." She let go of my arm like she had burned herself.The bimbos had been following this exchange with glee and their sniggering was loud and theatrical. I desperately wanted to get out of there and find Fran, but I had no idea where she might have gotten to. I rushed out the door, ran randomly up and down a few corridors - and nearly collided. Jack then went to the clib every night and got a private dance. In two weeks he asked the sexy stripper to marry him and she said "Yes." Now she only dances for him and his friends if he askes her to. He took her to the South Pacific for the wedding and they never got out of bed for three days. Then the rest of the two weeks they only left to eat then go back to bed and fuck. He turned into a sexy lover and she loved his big thick cock. He was always sticking his big cock in her and sucking on.