Time for work! Cara grabbed her keys and got ready to leave.
She shivered and pulled her coat closer
around her, closed the door of the cottage and walked out into the
darkness.
This was a lovely little village in the
middle of nowhere and a place that she felt safe and secure, away
from the hurly burly of the nearby city.
Her neighbours were mostly elderly couples, spending their days pottering around their garden, enjoying their retirement.
It had taken them a while to get used to her, accept her as one of their own. But with her smart clothes and clipped English accent she began to make friends, enjoy a daily chat about roses and tea.
But, oh, would the residents be so
friendly if they knew what she did? A smile played on her lips as she
climbed into the car.
Half an hour later she arrived at her
destination.
She opened the door and blaring music
assailed her ears, the smell of smoke stung her eyes and nose.
She flung off her coat to reveal the
sexy, scant underwear beneath, climbed onto the stage, caressed the
pole and danced!
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