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I’m forgotten as the girls rush to line up side by side against the wall, pulling off warm coats to reveal scanty clothes underneath.
A black town car drives slowly toward the building from the street with its high beams on. It turns and crawls along the curb, so whoever’s behind the tinted windows can check us out.
The girls lean against the rough brick wall, striking seductive poses. Girls push out their chests, tugging at the hem of their shirts to highlight their cleavage. Several girls turn around and shake their asses until they jiggle so fast they’re defying all gravity.
Blondie drops her coat and reveals her lace bra that barely conceals her bright pink nipples and her knit boy shorts sporting a camel toe. She smacks her lips, kissing the air as she cradles a breast in each hand, pushing them out and up. She kisses the air again and licks her lips as the town car stops in front of her.
The car window lowers, and she sashays up to the door. Ted Leister leans his head out the window. The resemblance to Justin is spooky, but his sick grin makes my blood ice cold. He pulls down the cup of her bra with his huge hand, and she leans closer. Blondie shakes her hips in delight as his teeth bite her protruding nipple.
I want to crawl away and rip my eyes out, so I’ll never see that again. But I can’t. I better do something bold, or I won’t get inside. I take a deep breath. It’s for Nova. But that man is never touching my chest. My breasts aren’t as large as most of these girls, but I know my legs are killer.
My jacket hangs open as I roll down the waistband of my shorts so the edge of my tat peeks out. I can’t do slut, but I strike some runner’s stretches, showing off my fit bod. I stand with my feet apart in a catlike stretch and lower myself down to the ground in a split. Men like flexibility. I kick my leg out and lift myself off the ground in a smoothly choreographed move. The town car pauses in front of me, but I can’t see through the glass. Little things remind me to be grateful.
The car pulls around the building to park in the back lot. We don’t wait long as a youngish guy with an earpiece, dressed in a gray suit, hurries out the metal door. He’s taking orders from some unseen person as he nods his head and assures the person he knows what to do. He goes to the end of the line and stops in front of a short girl in a tiny stretch dress that shows off her thick thighs.
“You. Inside,” he tells her.
The petite girl giggles and claps her hands as if she’s already won tonight’s prize money. She hurries past Blondie as the guy in the suit picks out more girls. Of course, Blondie is in, and she slides her fingertips under the hem of her shorts, then looks over her shoulder and winks at me. I’m so focused on her craziness, I almost miss it when the man tells me to go in.
