The Private Room
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MatureOngoing<5 mins
Last published Tue, Jul 17, 2018
At the age 18, with the mysterious death of her parents, Jorja Santoro found herself at Donell's. On the street with no place to go she was brought in by his string of lies. His unsafe facade was covered up with a feel of luminous rosiness which lured her in. The area where she is working at called in a private dance request for her.
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"Jorja! You got a customer waiting, hurry your ass up and get out there!"
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Dressed in a two-piece black, lacy set with nearly my whole ass hanging out and cute designs splattered on my top, I made my way into the back room with my ponytail swinging behind me. I never got cold feet, but as soon as I met his eyes.....my feet started making their own fucking snow cones.
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