He was…sniffing me? “God, you smell so perfect, so feminine. I am going to have you tonight. You would like that, wouldn’t you?” Fuck. I was d...ne for. Finished. I was tingling even more when he said those fucking words. I knew I wanted it so bad. He knew that I wanted it. He kept denying me it. Was he going to deny me again if I answered yes? He would do this often. “Y-y-yes…” I breathed. God, I hope this was worth it. “You want my hard dick in your dripping wet pussy, don’t you?” His voice was. Nothing much happened here but alot of drinking and a little caressing. I was hotter than I had ever been for my man,and he was going to get it tonight! We stumbled back to the car,ready to head to our next destination. This was the biggest one out of the 3,somwhere he and I both had never been before! The strip club.. We walk in and of course its dark,only lights from the stage and the bar. We walk towards the back for a table and are immediately approached by a beautiful woman named "Sugah".. This was a style as good as telling stories, drawing from the group rather than talking to the group. Really interesting.Several of my classmates had jumped onto the notion of using literature. One wanted to write about 20th century black poets in the US. He named Langston Hughes and quoted "Dreams"Hold fast to dreamsFor if dreams dieLife is a broken-winged birdThat cannot fly.Hold fast to dreamsFor when dreams goLife is a barren fieldFrozen with snow.Another wanted to look at Central America. "You will have to shower the patients for some finding even washing a burden", she was told. She was introduced to the other carers and left. "You won't get much more help from her", another female carer said as she introduced herself. "I'm Clare"."I agree with what Clare said", a male carer who came up and gave her a cup of coffee and introduced himself, "Warren is the name; "Our so called supervisor is paid, goodness knows what for, she sits on her backside in the office playing with her.