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He had short greying hair and was relatively fit at a height of 6 feet.
His wife had left for a business trip only yesterday and would be gone for a couple of weeks.
She hadn't told anybody she was going to be working at a strip club, not even her closest friends, Sarah, Elizebeth, and Rachel.
She had quickly left from soccer practice that Friday to make to the club on time for her interview and avoid her friends. " the owner asked for what seemed like the millionth time.
Lauren was sitting in a dark room where the owner of the strip club was interviewing her.
The walls were plastered with posters of naked women, and she had a suspicion that many of them worked here or used to work here.
She grabbed her tits and mashed them even closer together. That doesn't seem like a lot." Lauren said dubiously. So," He pulled out a wad of cash and handed it forward. She bent over at her hips and kissed the head of his dick.
The strip club was a small one, removed from her hometown and school, but still close enough that she could drive there and back in a half-hour.
That was crucial if she was too keeping her secret.
And Lauren had been touched and fondled all night long, but she couldn't get used to it. She had already given several lap dances, and danced on the pole a few times, but so far no one had paid the 0 for her body.
But there were plenty of girls she had seen that had been paid for their bodies.