Leaving and Started a new life

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Marks POV:
As I signed the note, I folded it and put it in my pocket. I went upstairs and packed all my clothes and everything. I opened my beside drawer and grabbed the money I had been saving up. Me and Josh had been dating for around 5 years, so I had a lot saved up. I had about $10,000. Josh made a lot, and gave me $200 about once a year. I wasn't aloud to technical leave the house unless Josh came with me. I felt like his slave and I was over it. I quietly walked downstairs with my bags, and fixed my hoodie I had been wearing. I put the note on the kitchen counter by his food. I called an Uber and walked out the door.

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"Thank you ma'am." I said as I got out my Uber. It has been 2 years since I left Josh. I had opened up my own gay (strip) club. I kinda had a crush on one of the dancers/waiters, his name was Sean, but he went by Jack. He had a Irish accent, and it was so SEXY! 💜. He had cute, green dyed, hair, and was kinda pale. And did he know how to dance. Anyways, I need to stop daydreaming about Jack, and get to work. I walked into the club, I had called it 'Pardise for Boys'. I went to my office and put on my uniform. It was a gray suit with a red tie, to match my red dyed hair. I felt sexy every time I put this dang suit on😏. I walked out of my office, and saw him, Jack. He had just walked into work and was headed to the dressing room, to put on the dancers/waiter uniform. It was a bit "showy", but it's what the customers liked. It was tight, like skin tight, black shorts and a rainbow tie/bowtie. Once he walked out in his uniform and was brushing his beautiful hair. I wanted to go up and kiss him, right then and there. He looked SO HOT!

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