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A Vintage Erotic Novel Involving a Sexy and Seductive Girl, Full of Sexual Adventures, Surprises and Twists.
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Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2017
Naughty Innocence
CHAPTER ONEThe girl was no stranger to the house on the hill above the ocean. She had been there a couple of months earlier, and she remembered. On this cool, drizzly September evening, she was there again and she didn't like it at all, any more than she had during the warm summer. It was money that brought her back to the sleek modern building with the baronial interior. The money was very good, and she needed that kind of money, needed it enough to overcome her revulsion at what she would do to earn it At first she vowed that she would not come to the house again, but her needs became greater, and even as she fought with herself, she knew that she would come back. It had taken her two months of self-torture and struggle before she knew that she could not make it any other way, that here at this house was the best money in town.As before, she found the door open to the lobby. There, in the dark paneled room under a yellow light bulb in a wrought-iron and leather lamp she found the note with specific instructions. She was expected to follow those instructions to the letter, beginning by stripping off all her clothing in the lobby. Somehow she knew she was being watched, but this part of her performance she didn't mind. She had stripped naked before many men, many times. No, she didn't fear this part of the night's work. This was perversely pleasurable for her, removing her clothing and carefully hanging it over the nearby chair. The thought of someone watching her from an unseen vantage point did not bother her. The audiences in the strip-shows she had worked were unseen, too, made invisible by the glare of the footlights and the spots.She was a tall girl, perhaps five-foot-eight in her stockings, and she carried herself erect, proud of the height and the way she could look down on smaller people. And yet that was a painful thing, too, for all the tall men she desired never seemed to desire her because of her height. And the short-statured men who purchased her talents for the night or longer never quite made her feel tall and proud. It was almost as though they deliberately humiliated her to compensate for their lack of height.
