I sit down in my chair, rustling through my desk hoping to find the document I was suppose to turn in for Mr. Iowa. Mr.Iowa was a handsome young man which was married and sadly off limits. He was also my boss. After a minute of searching for the document, I spaced out. Thinking about nothing, just looking into deep space. In the corner of my eye I saw someone coming near me. Shit was this my boss!? I turned to see it was just one of my coworkers, and once again began to search for the document.
The night was cold as I walked black to my apartment. Alone. I could see couples taken by the hand, walking through Westnor Park. Seeing them, didn't bring me sadness, but lonlyness to see that nobody was besides me. No......I wasn't unhappy with my life, I wasn't sad or disappointed. I was just lonely.
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As they called my name I go on stage walking towards the silver pole surrounded by lights. I could see all the different types of expressions on the people's faces. They were cheering and that made me think. I got on the pole to start my dance while the song started playing in the background. I climbed up the pole and lifted my legs so I was upside down. Then I came down and started crawling on the floor as I whipped my hair to the sides. I bit my lip and looked up at the audience. Who would of thought I would be working here? I got back up the pole and twisted myself around it as I came back down. I turned to the right and my eyes crashed with someone else's. Those big brown eyes....his haircut. As I scanned his face a recognized him, I remember memories, I remembered his touch.
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Underneath My Clothes
RomanceStephan is a twenty five year old women, who runs two totally different lives. From seven to five in the afternoon, she works at Silicon's main office , but from eight to three in the morning, she works works at the Little Devil's strip club. She ge...
