Independant(Mature)

Chapter 2

Linda lived in a hotel room for two weeks. Danger called her and told her he tied his ass up and fucked him hard over and over all day while he cried like a little b*tch.

Of course I laughed at that. I believe he deserved it, for all the shit that has been happening to me since I was twelve years old.

But that was now in the past and Linda has never been free like this before. She was able to leave when she wanted, watch TV, and go shopping.

When she walked into the shop they asked her what her bra size was and she had no idea what to tell them. She had no sense of style so she spent hours in the shop. And when she tried the clothes on she felt like a women.

After she ordered food and went back to the hotel she didn't know what to do next. She decided to get a new Social Security. She changed her name to Monica James. She didn't like it but it was better than the name her "mother" named her.

She went to the doctor and got caught up on all her shots. She had a check up and thank god she didn't have anything.

She bought a cheap used car to get around. She realized the money she had wouldn't last long.

She was sitting down at a café when an old lookin man walked up and sat in the empty chair across from her. She grew disgusted because he looked like one of her old customers.

"Hi pretty lady." The man said. "Are you a dancer?"

"No." I said as I looked away.

"Well you should be, the body you have is to die for." After he said that I took out some money so that I could pay for my meal and got ready to walk away.

"Sorry I didn't mean any disrespect, I'm a club owner, my name is Buddha and I think you would make a great addition, and dance with the rest of the girls."

"Other girls? This is a job?"

"Of course, here's my card, if your willing I'll give you a walk through?" Buddha said as he held the card out for me to take.

I took it and read it over. "When can I have that walk through?"

"Tomorrow night if your not busy."

And that's when I was introduced to stripping. At first it was rough being new and all but I got used to it when I learned how to work the pole and move my body. And I was used to being naked so that part came easy.

Being called a slut, bitch and a ho was a little rough to handle despite the fact that I promised myself never again will I be disrespected but the money was good so it didn't matter so much.

Besides, this is a job not a career, I'll do this until I find something else I'm interested in. So until then I'm working to get my GED in the morning and making this money at night.

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By three months she was able to get an apartment and a better car. She got her GED and is about to go to school to become a registered nurse.

Tonight the club was busy so she went in a little early to collect more money. And it was a good thing because this was probably the best night of her life.