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Digging Deeper Part III  We last left Sasha sleeping, as her new man looked up the infamous Ou.tla.ws that had enslaved his girl. She was telling him the story of her life, and he could see why she had such a protective wall built around her. She was street wise beyond the polished demeanor she could carry. We will step back in time, to 1992... Follow me into the Shark Lounge, in Daytona Florida. There, on the stage is Sasha, in all her seductive glory, while she performs with a live shark swimming below the plexiglass. She undulates to the sound of the music drowning out anything else in the small beachside bar. Have a seat, as the story is getting interesting. Sasha finishes her set and steps off the stage, only to disappear behind some velvet curtains. In the dressing room, one of the other dancers approaches her. Sasha is sitting on one of the chairs, breathing heavy and damp with sweat from her set. She is counting her money and straightening the bills to wrap around her<b> garter </font></b>securely. "Hey girl..." The pretty girl smiles at Sasha. She nods at the girl. "How are your holding up?" The girl asks. "What do you mean?" Sasha asks her warily. "I worry about you. Those guys are no joke and I don't want to see you hurt." The girl looked genuinely concerned. But, Sasha knew better than to be open. She knew the club would have women set other women up to find out who they could trust. Run your mouth, and you may be taken out to the Everglades and not return. "I don't know what you re referring to" Sasha snipped back. "Listen, I know a guy that helps girls like you. If he comes in, I will introduce you" She reached out and touched Sasha's arm. Sasha recoiled from her touch, "You don't know shit and I like my ass in one piece." She finished and exited through the velvet curtains, strutting in her spiked heels with a toss of raven hair. The next evening, Wayne came in, His raven hair was slicked back in a ponytail and he stood at the bar watching Sasha until she crossed the room to him. He looked dangerously handsome in black leather chaps and gloves. "How is the sexiest girl in Daytona" He said the words with no emotion as he sipped a Jack and soda. "I am doing well. Wayne, ya know, I don't really belong here. If I left, would you possibly keep Bob off my ass?" Sasha asked the question and batted her long lashes. Wayne didn't look long into her deep brown irises. "You think I can control a wild animal?" He chuckled and shook his ice against the glass before sipping. "Please Wayne. I need to get on with my life. My family will come looking for me soon, and the club doesn't need anymore heat" She pleaded a little. He paused and looked into her eyes through the dark shades, "You are a beautiful girl Sasha...If you want to leave...Yes, you have my word" He looked sincere. Deep down, Sasha knew that she couldn't trust her perceptions anymore. A shark will look at you and say they will not bite you, but the nature of the beast will prevail. We will return to see what the lady decided to do. Song for this post Those Shoes - The Eagles |
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Tell us what you're gonna do tonight mama There must be someplace you can go In the middle of the tall drinks and the drama There must be someone you know God knows you're lookin' good enough But you're so smooth and the world's so rough You might have somethin' to lose Oh, no pretty mama What you gonna do in those shoes? Got those pretty little straps around your ankles Got those shiny little chains around your heart You got to have your independence But you don't know just where to start Desperation in the singles bars All those jerkoffs in their fancy cars You can't believe your reviews Oh, no you can't do that Once you started wearin' those shoes (Butt out) (Butt out) (Butt out) (Butt out) (Butt out butt out) They're lookin' at you leanin' on you (Butt out butt out) Tell you anything you want to hear (Butt out butt out) They give you tablets of love (Butt out butt out) (Butt out butt out) They're waiting for you got to score you (Butt out butt out) Handy with a shovel and so sincere (Butt out butt out) Ooh... they got the kid glove (Butt out butt out) You just want someone to talk to They just wanna to get their hands on you You get whatever you choose Oh, no you can't do that Once you started wearin' those shoes Oh, no you can't do that Once you started wearin' those shoes (Butt out butt out) Umm (Butt out butt out) Shoot (Butt out butt out) (Butt out butt out) Whoa-whoa (Butt out butt out) (Butt out butt out) (Butt out butt out) (Butt out)
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beautiful. 
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beautiful. 
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Suzoe Q? Really?? 
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I like the heels with ankle straps, so I could slip the bills under the strap and decorate her ankles.
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I've known those sharks and tried to always use them to my advantage
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I've known those sharks and tried to always use them to my advantage
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I like the heels with ankle straps, so I could slip the bills under the strap and decorate her ankles.
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