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The next day, she wakes up with an idea... A very bad idea that could cost her her reputation. However, she had little choice... She would have to find that money and she earned almost nothing during the month. From Monday to Friday except Thursday, her day off, she worked in a factory as an accountant and on Saturday and Sunday she worked as a waitress in a fancy bar of one of her friends. She didn't like this job because her friend was taking advantage of her by only giving her $200 for the two days. Yet the customers adored her... Some, they gave her a generous tip most of the time, others who were too drunk, overpaid her and it all ended up in her pocket... She could be done both ways by $800 on the weekend. She couldn't see her sister on weekends and saw her 3 times a week: Monday, Wednesday, Friday, after work. It's Saturday today and like every Saturday morning, she was going to work in the fast food restaurant of her neighbour, Daria, an old lady for whom she had sympathy and who took her on her wing as soon as she arrived. .. She helped her serve customers and cleaned up because the old woman had a persistent backache. She couldn't afford the luxury of paying one more employee, already that she often talks about firing employees and even closing the fast food restaurant. Rose would not like her to close the fast food because even if Daria did not pay her, the latter gave her a free sandwich and milk every morning. Which suited her greatly and allowed her not to starve during the day... When 2 o'clock struck, she took leave of the old woman and the customers to go home... Her service at the bar was beginning to 6 a. m. but she should be there at 4 a. m. to fix the mess which was still in bad shape before opening... She wasn't hungry because Daria had fed her so she took a quick bath and put on a cotton dress. taking the necessary to dress and make up this evening... She soon arrived in front of the grand palace and on her way home she saw her friend, Tina, sitting with her cell phone in hand... She greeted her knowing exactly the words she was going to take him out...
- Hi Tina.
- Finally you are here. I was going to call you to ask you am I paying you a fortune to stay at your place? Start... The others are coming... You're already late!
She watched her friend turn on her heels as she answered a call. She instinctively looked up at the big clock that showed 3hrs45mins. Late, my ass... She said to herself. As we could see, Tina was not really a friend. She took advantage of the shitty situation of her employees to enrich herself. Especially that of the girls who prostituted themselves. If the customer paid $100 for a dance, she took up to $70 and if the customer paid $300 to fuck with a girl, she took half. She even took money that the customer gave to the employee... It was a luxurious bar so the vast majority of its customers were rich and... respectable men. Men who paid over $1000, a small fortune to fulfill their worst fantasies about poor women trying to feed their families. Corrupt men who use women as playthings. Rose had heard of a famous client who called himself the pig because he always wore a pig mask and who gave the women here hell. She had had the chance to see the violent marks on the body of a woman who had suffered an entire night with him... It was disgusting to see... Of course, Tina tried to prostitute Rose because her clients were ready to offer him a large sum to have him in their bed but Rose had refused. Even if Tina made him tempting offers, she always refused. On weekends, the bar was full because the majority came for the young woman. This annoyed Tina but was profitable for her business. Rose sometimes found familiar faces she had seen at a gala or during the old endless social evenings that her parents forced her to attend. They didn't recognize her because she had dyed her hair and besides, she was never in the spotlight... At 5:30, the others finally arrived. Exactly when she was finishing chores... On top of that, she would have to wait for the others before using the bedroom to get ready. She took the opportunity to listen to music and relax before starting her service. She quickly made a short toilet and went to change in the locker room. When she saw her naked reflection in the mirror, she stopped for a moment to admire herself... She was so overwhelmed and preoccupied that she never took the time to take care of herself. She was beautiful... Sublime, even. She had whitish skin, milky like her late mother, a round face, a perfectly trimmed eyebrow, long eyelashes perfectly proportional, eyes will see: a blue and a green, inherited from her father. She had a pointed nose, a small mouth and a slender chin... She had swollen breasts but not too much which could arouse men's desire. With a wasp waist and pretty buttocks lined with an enlarged hip, she could consider herself a shapely woman. Before, she owed her flat stomach to her endless hours of sports and her nutritionist. Now she owed it to her meager rations. She had pretty legs and a small foot. However, her nails were a disaster. She should think about going to the studio. Now, she was brunette but before, she was red However, she always kept this long mane, impregnable which reached to her buttocks... She was beautiful... And now, she understood why, so many men wanted to 'she was out of the question to prostitute herself... She sighed and thought about her bad idea to make money, as long as she didn't fuck with men, she would do anything for that money... And she knew who could help him. Let's just hope she's with us tonight, she said to herself...