Chapter 1

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Avery Thomas was a twenty-six year old woman from Queens, New York. She had very long legs, long chestnut brown hair and dark blue eyes. It was early in the morning. She was in the kitchen of her apartment.

"Dylan breakfast is ready." She said.

"Morning mommy." Her six year old son Dylan said.

"Morning."

"Do you have to work tonight?"

"Yes." "Shelly will be with you."

Avery drove Dylan to the bus stop.

"Have a good day at school." She said.

"I will mommy." He kissed her on the cheek. "I love you."

"I love you too." Dylan got out of the car and got on the bus.

Avery drove to her first job at a diner.

Later that night Avery was getting ready to go to her second job. Dylan was on the floor playing with his toys.

"Mommy's leaving." She said.

"Have fun at work mommy."

"I will." "I'll see you in the morning." Avery grabbed her duffel bag and left.

Avery's second job was at a place called Manhattan Gentlemen's Club. It was a strip club. She only did it because of how much it paid. She was getting ready to go out on the main stage.

"Please welcome to the stage, Candy Bliss." The DJ said.

Avery went out onstage. She learned how to dissociate herself while to had to do it.

A few hours later Max Friedman walked into the club.

"Hey Cinnamon." He said looking at one of the girls. "Is Candy here?"

"Yes, she's on break."

Cinnamon went backstage.

"Candy, Max is here." She said.

"He is?"

 "Yeah, and he wants you."

"To bad he's a customer, god he's cute."

Avery went out to find Max.

"Hey Max." She said.

"Hey beautiful." He got out some money.

"I know." She took him to the area for private dances.

Avery was giving Max a lap dance. He wasn't allowed to touch her during, but he'd fantasized about it. So had she.

"How is your wrestling going?" She asked.

"Good." 

She felt his erection and smirked. "Well hello, it's nice to feel you."

"You're just good at your job."

At the end of her shift Avery was getting ready to leave.

"Candy, Max left this for you." The bartender said handing her a napkin. It read.

Please go out with me. I want to get to know you better. Here's my number. - Max

Avery really wanted to call him but wasn't breaking her rule.

Avery was in bed on her phone looking at buildings for lease and sale. She didn't know if she would ever save up the money to achieve her dream.  

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