Chapter 1: Lady Khoa

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"I've been stripping since I was 10..
Dropped out of school to strip at 14..
Got my GED at 18..
My parents died when I was 8 and left me to raise my little brother who soon went off to another foster home 😫..
I was put in a foster home at 8
Grew up n DropKik City which is on the outskirts of Jamesontown..
I'm 20 now..
I live with my pimp
And I'm a Full-Time Stripper..and I've accomplished absolutely nothing and I have no goals, " I told my therapist.

Today was my first day with my personal therapist, Ms. Harper. Nathan, my pimp, thought it would be beneficial to me. He says I don't shake this ass as good when I have shit on my mind that I'm stressed about. So, he decided to get me a personal therapist.

She's annoying as hell though. She asks the most redundant ass questions which irritates the fuck out of me. This emotional ass shit is depressing as fuck. It's not working.

"Mrs. Lee I know this is your first day and my questions might be a little repetitive, but you weren't answering the questions straight forward so you have 6 more sessions with me over the next 3 weeks."

She writes the dates on her notepad and hands it to me. "Have a nice day. You must come back". She gives a fake smile as I leave the room.

This is exactly why Id rather just get a diary or something. Therapist just want the money, they aren't actually interested in if you actually feel better after taking with them.

I'm going to the house to see Nathan i have to check in with him every so hours. I get in my all black with tinted windows and black rims Camero. I love this car and I bought it on craigslist for $8500. Its a 2016. And its engine is upgraded to a V8. And had new tires and suspension and it had sports mode and an iPad for the control center.

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"Come here...now," he says as soon as I step pass the threshold. I walk to him as he says. Then he chokes me and grabs me by my neck.

"Fuck have you been!?" He whispers in my ear.

"I...I..was at...therapy...like..like ..you wanted...*gasp*.." I say as I struggle to breathe.

He lets go of my neck then gently cups my face and smacks me, then kisses me.

"Go get something to eat abd freshen up I have a client, a friend of mine who has 5500 for a private show wih you at 2:30 and another tonight st his party for 6999.99..**he laughs** plus tax," he says laying on the couch with a 40.

Oh my this is going to be a long day

For part 2 of chaper one I want some feedback please..tell me whats good and what I cant improve on.🤣

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⏰ Last updated: May 29, 2018 ⏰

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