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That's You , Miss Sue - Part 13
🕑 Added 2022-05-14 06:01:00 +0000 UTCIt’s been a month since your fateful audition,
Since then, you’ve worked long hours every day.
You have to admit your plight is your own doing,
But you wish there was some other way.
Dancing had been your lifelong passion,
You wanted to make it your profession,
But you never thought stripping nude
Would be your form of dance expression.
Thump, thump, thump, thump…
The monotonous beat echoes in your head,
By the end of the night your feet so ache,
That sometimes you wish you were dead.
You can’t keep track of the many times
You put your clothes on and off each night,
To display your tits and pussy to strange men,
If they’re crude, you must just smile and remain polite.
Your work associates are low class,
Your boss is always on your case,
The DJ keeps making lewd passes,
Jealous competing dancers are always in your face.
But you are making lots of money,
You excel at your craft,
Men find you cute and you’re the consummate flirt,
You can tell by their hardening shafts.
Today you work the off-peak shift,
Perfunctorily, you go through the motions,
Bored and naked on stage – two familiar men enter,
Suddenly you have a surge of panicked emotions.
You freeze in place,
You gasp, “Oh, God. Please NO!”
Your mouth drops agape,
You’re staring at Bobo, your former golf pro.
