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Requiem For A Stripper #180

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I woke up to find Jen Ann screaming in her sleep. I shook her awake.

"Jen! Wake up!"

She bolted up. She was practically gasping for breath.

"Oh God, Jake!" she said as she collapsed onto me.

"It's okay, Jen," I said as I stroked her hair.

"I had a nightmare that someone was after me," she said in between breaths.

"Shhh, it's okay. I've got you. Nothing's going to happen to you."

I looked at the clock. It was 6:48 in the morning. The sun was trying to muscle its way in through the cracks in the window shade...

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    Neville Hunt 10 months ago

    You’ve made a commitment to protect Jen Ann, Jake. I’m counting on you to deliver on that y’hear! She seems like a nice girl. I’ve fallen for her a bit myself... and not on account of her profession!

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    Christopher 9 months ago

    Hehe! Yeah, I wasn't sure whether or not to make her really crude, like a "broad" as they used to say. But I like her better as this sweet sort of girl who just happens to take her clothes off in public.

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