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Diane Winters: CyberCafe
I should have gone to church today. I swear God, I had every intention of going to church today. There is this cute little chapel right down the street from the hotel I’m staying at. Pretty building,...
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Vanilla: Poetry, Bartenders, and Scotch
I was zoning…zoning hard. Twirling my hair with the fingers of my right hand I glanced down at the paper in front of me expelling a long sigh. Two lousy words stared back at me: bifurcated me I smelled...
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Diane Winters: Club, Bartenders, and Scotch
“You can do this,” I repeated to myself again as I stood in front of the double doors that led into the strip club. The door handles felt cool to the touch and I paused for a moment with my hands on...
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Lily: Dear Diary
Dear Diary: That’s what the nice lady who gave me this book to write in said I should start every day with. She, I think her name is Diane, said this might be a good way for me to talk to momma when...
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Vanilla: Pole Dancing, Sophie, and Suspicions
I looked at the pole to the right of the main stage. Then my eyes wandered to the young girl looking at me as if I walked on water. And I wondered again, why the heck Thomas had asked me to teach the...
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Diane Winters: Pole Dancing, Sophie, and Suspicions
Working in a bar is not my idea of a good time. I have cleaned up more puke and other vile substances than a janitor at a dog kennel since taking this pathetic job. There is not a part of me that has...
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Vanilla: Thomas, Crystal, and the Secret Admirer
I had just walked in the Club when Diane started “psssting” me. I gave her a funny look as I walked over to the Stage where Thomas was talking to Lenny. One of his rules was that each of the girls...
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Dez Jackson: CyberCafe, The Church, and Club Vanilla
“Crap! Why isn’t this stupid GPS thing working?” I swear I get around so much better in strange cities without all the techy gadgets. The light ahead of me turned red. I slammed on the breaks just shy...
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Vanilla: The Reporter, Thomas, and Our Love
I just sat there staring at Diane completely speechless. My mind went numb the minute she said she was a reporter. She’d lied to me since the day I’d met her. Can you feel pissed and happy at the...
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Vanilla: Stan the Man, Lap Dance Room, and the Secret Admirer
Have you ever seen somebody who gives you the “heebie jeebies?” They don’t have to speak a word. They don’t even have to look in your direction. You can just feel their dark vibe from across the...
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