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A New Direction Chapter Five: Finding Happiness.
A trip down memory lane makes Cynthia pause for only a moment.
The first few weeks were a bit rough. Getting the hang of being a manager for a strip club wasn’t as easy as I thought it would be.
First, it was managing schedules, then as soon as the ladies found out that I used to be a therapist, they all came to me with their problems.
“How many times Stephanie!” I yelled as I went to the back room and found Stephanie’s blonde hair bouncing up and down on one of the bouncer’s cock.
I grabbed her head and shoved it down hard. “If you are going to suck a cock,” I said, holding her head down. “Suck it properly, or don’t do it all!”
Leeroy smiled at me as poor Stephanie’s hands flayed about as I held her head.
“Leeroy,” I smiled at the tall white bouncer with full-body tattoos. “I need you to work tomorrow night,” I said, not caring about Stephanie and arms waving about like she was about to drown.
“Cynthia,” Leeroy smiled. “I would love to but….”
I took Stephanie’s head off his cock by yanking her blonde hair.
“You stupid bitch! I couldn’t….” Stephanie tried to say.
