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Part 1

My name is alisson bennet

Many people say I'm very pretty, even without my makeup at all. They considered my beauty to be beyond normal European women's standards. Wavy brown hair, sexy body like model, and brown skin color.

Where it's my gain or my loss.

The whole thing's got me stuck in this place.

Brothel house .

I was still sitting in front of the dresser at the mirror, lined up in the perfect frame of the lamp. All I've done so far is brood. I didn't brush my face with makeup. Still wearing the same shirt, I haven't changed my clothes.

Not like other girl, they are ready. Pretty face full of makeup. They were already wrapped in their sexy clothes.

This is my first day here. They call it a house, it is a small building that I will live in. Not just a place to live, I work here. I didn't know how long I was gonna be here, they said until someone picked me up. Get out of this place.

I'm not sure I cant do it. But I don't have the right to choose.
I'm apply a cosmetic brush for my make-up. I had to do it anyway.

I give wont up.

It's nighttime. And I have to work on my first night.

"I want her." a guy pointed at me with his index finger.

"But Sir, she just start working today. She's pretty, but she's not a professional" said jack

Jack is the front desk and our coordinator in this spot. He set us up here. We are, bitch girl.

"It's okay I prefer women who don't mess around very much" he said

He come over to me. He's very handsome with his blonde hair and hazel eyes. I don't know what take him go to a place like this. I think he would have find a nice girl to sleep together. Not women like us.

"All right, alisson, show her to room number seven. "Jack commanded with a snap of his fingers in his peculiar style.

This is the moment. I have to do my job well, until someone picks me up later.

I don't know if it's true or not. Will someone pick me up?

I dont know .

I move up from the sopa I sit on. Left one empty seat slot between the rows of bitches sitting there.

I took a deep breath. I close my eyes for a moment.

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I'm a bitch and everything's gonna be okay.

I pronounce my ultimate matra, no not a real spell. I just always count from one to three, and say something that make me believe everything's gonna be okay. But that's only in the heart.

Open my eyes..

I want over him..

I take a deep whiff of her scent and the alcohol smell.

"No, I don't want to stay" said the blonde man holding me back.

"Oh.. I understand Sir. So you want to take her out? But you have to pay more. Want how many hours? "Jack asked

"No.. I want to take her for me" Said the man, "and I did not return to this place.

Jack was so surprised by this guy. And me too .

So Is this the guy who's surprised to pick me up like they say?

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