Alyd in Tantra's Fairy Tales by ADALBERTO ATONDO SAINZ - HTML preview

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“You asked for me?” I said in a flirty way, leaning on him. I touch his legs as I speak.

“Yes I did” He answered.

Fuck, i already like him.

“What is your name?” I asked.

“Bart,” He said.

His eyes were not on me but his mind was Strong man lotion emanated from his neck and his arms looked strong as he raised his glass to drink his beer. I wonder what he hides behind his sunglasses? I went on a routine. I asked about his job, he said he is from inside the wal but he likes coming here every once in a while. He is not interested in brief chit chat, he asks straight for my sex price. He fucks me with his eyes. I told him my price, he does not bargain and says he wants me. My pleasure. Every girl fears taking someone into their private rooms for some of us actual y live there. There, I have al my belongings. My clothes, my bed, my life. If anyone does anything you do not like, you cal security. There is security al around Eden, on the dancing floor, outside the dressing room, in the street upon the entrance, in the boss’s balcony and of course in the hal way outside our dorms. He waited for Lana to finish her act in the pole to walk with me upstairs. I'm already cumming before reaching my room. I know the way he is looking at me from behind. Salivating. Bet he’s planning what to do to me once we reach my bed. I feel slutty but it is my job and I need the money. I treat every client differently. I wil submit to him, that’s my strategy since sometimes they tip a little more for performance. We reach my dorm, he pays me (money upfront, always) I take off my clothes and ask him on the bed. He takes off his clothes and lays naked for me. My red hair al around him, his hands al over me.

This job is hard, I admit, but every once in a while, a Bart comes. I gave him more than 30

minutes.

After we’re done he takes a look at my fish tank. Inside there are around 5 fish and other creatures.

“What’s the name of this one?” he asks, referring to an ugly crab Lana gave me. Lana wants to fil my life with pets.

“It doesn’t have a name, a friend gave it to me” I said buttoning back my baby dol .

“Hel o Gary” He says

“Gary?” I asked. “You cannot name him, it is not yours.”

I say goodbye to Bart for my shift ain’t done until dawn.

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