Trouble Trouble

The reminder went off, but I was already awake, staring into space as other girls I shared the bunk room with hurried with their preparations to take on the pole.

Every day, every evening for the girls was like this, the rowdiness and bustle as we collided against each other looking for one thing or the other, clothes and make-up were thrown across. So were contraceptives and numbing pills

The numbing pills were supplied to every girl generously. Because sometimes, you might get clients wanting to have you at once. Share you at once. That was scary; it was each one of us heartaches. Dozens of knots waiting to get into you.

I looked at the clock, 6:40. I only had twenty minutes to dress up and find myself in Master Derrick's Bentley. But here I was, gazing at literally nothing.

A light hand touched my shoulder, "not daydreaming again, are we?"

Her red hair was the first thing I noticed before I smiled. "Maia, stop interrupting. I was almost leaving this hell hole in my thoughts."

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