Mafia's Dark Desire
I said, and she burst out laughing, puffing her cigar.
I immediately grabbed my inhaler and took a few puffs.
“If I had that much, I would not be here, child. You want money, then work for it.”
“Gretchen, you do not understand; the Guerras are..”
“I know who the fuck they are, so work faster, and you will leave faster,” she said, grabbing my shoulder.
“You have got a good body, and you are in a strip club, so get out of those filthy clothes and please those men,” she said, pointing to a section of the club filled with crusty old men.