I'm a stripper, doesn't mean I'm a slut

"Of course, it had to be him. I mean, really, who else would karma send to crap up my already crapped upon life? And so, James Adam Cooper steps into the club. And my bra is half way off." When Kayley runs away from home with nothing more than a duffle bag, a pillow and her cat, Ollie, she's screwed. She has no place to go and nobody to turn to. And she needs money. Fast. So she ends up taking the road a million girls like her have taken - sell your body for money. There's just one thing. She's still in high school. And it just so happens that the douche bag that goes to her school saw her performing.
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One word. Wow. I usually skip some words but this got 100% my attention. It's sad she didn't get love :( aw but really amazing!!
I still read the story and you should continue writing it. I love it so much!!!!!!!!!
Writing is Amaze, the image and moral given is clear and stunning. Brilliant story, can't wait to read more! Happy new year! :D
Sounds good, something different. I want to know what happens when everyone knows lol
Follow me , I have stories coming soon that are similar and a bit different from this
Really good chapter!! I love your style and voice of your writing!!! It's anazing


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