“New girls work relief,” her boss said.
“Relief?” Audrey asked.
She’d applied for a job as a stripper the day she turned eighteen and was hired on the spot.
“Yeah. When the guys get hard, from watching the dancers, you’ll be there for them to fuck. Let them shove it in any hole they want. Got it?”
“I… but I thought I’d be a dancer?”
“Every dancer here had to put in her time as a relief girl. Don’t worry. You’ll get to
“Oh… okay.”
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