Men earned a living with their bodies by lifting and carrying. Women earned a living with their bodies by removing their clothes. He didn’t see a di...ference between the two.He replied, “I tried to go into one of those places once, but the bouncer wouldn’t let me in. He said I would scare the girls.”Ginger had never heard of such a thing. Bouncers kept the men out only after they had spent all of their money inside the club, not before. In a strip club, money talked and all else walked. The. Who else but a Queen could live so?” Harry bowed and acted as though he was a member of a royal court dealing with a member of royalty.“Ah, it’s not a throne. It’s a wheelchair,” answered Carla trying to decide if this guy was crazy or if he was making fun of her.“So modest, too. To pass off her royal throne of silver as little more than a wheelchair,” retorted Harry like a Shakespearean actor. Unable to help herself, Silva laughed at his comment.“Are you okay?” asked Carla concerned about the. Let me check you over."She told one of the girls to go get some ice in a cup for me. Samantha almost ran from the room to get some.The nurse looked under the bandage in front and back and pronounced me in decent shape for just having been shot. She said I was awake in time that she could still get me some broth for lunch. That sounded good to me.Samantha came in and put the cup of ice on the table that could roll over the bed. I reached up and put some ice in my mouth and crunched. I kept. “Take a good whiff, and I want to hear you breathe in. Go on, take in my odour, you should be honoured to be able to have me so deep inside of you” she continued in her sarcastic tone.I took a breath in and was almost knocked over by the horrible smell.“Yes, smells lovely, doesn’t it?” “Now lick my feet and you better do a good job, remember, you don’t want to loose any of that money”.I applied my tongue to the underside of one of her feet and licked off the disgusting salty sweat.“That’s.