I'm a stripper, doesn't mean I'm a slut
"Of course, it had to be him. I mean, really, who else would karma send to crap up my already crapped upon life? And so, James Adam Cooper steps into the club. And my bra is half way off." When Kayley runs away from home with nothing more than a duffle bag, a pillow and her cat, Ollie, she's screwed. She has no plac...
