He turned off onto a smaller road and into a small town. He stopped just outside an adult store. There were a few vehicles in the lot but no one was o...tside. He made me get out with him and we walked in through the black doors. The large lady behind the register recognized the truck driver and laughed at the site of me. The truck driver disappeared into the theater room, leaving me with the woman. She was I was scared and walked around. She led me down past the restrooms to a small room with a. I have no idea where to, and I don’t care. As long as we get away from that thing… After a while, we reach a second clearing, and Nightwing freezes. ‘Shit.’ ‘What?’ I ask, scared and nearly shitting myself. ‘We’re surrounded,’ she breathes. ‘I don’t know where they came from, but…’ She looks me in the eye, and I can see her fear, bleeding out of her like a wound. ‘We’re going to die here.’ She grasps my hand. ‘Don’t let me die alone.’ I shake my head. ‘Of course not,’ I respond, my heart. I whispered something to Liam that the stripper couldn't hear.-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------After the private lap dances, we headed out back to smoke. You weren't allowed to smoke up front so you had to smoke around back. There was a bouncer stationed outside since that's where the strippers exited. When the strippers started to exit, we watched for the Latina that gave us the private lap dances. She unlocked her car, a white Ford. ‘You’re not the first person she’s told that to. I think she uses it as cover, to lure people inside.’ Monica shrugged, though, as her hand teased closer to Marcus’ raging erection. ‘This used to be my house, a long time ago. I lived here with my husband and my daughter. This used to be her room. And her dollhouse.’ Monica’s fingers had wrapped around his shaft, her tiny fingers gently squeezing as she stroked up and down one time. ‘Why do you call her Mistress?’ He prompted again, shivering as.