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  CHAPTER TWELVE - A NEW LIFE It had been only three weeks, but Consuelo Martinez had settled in as the new housekeeper for Ralph Schuman and his family.   She was 23 years old, a native of Cuba, and spoke little English, and was very very appreciative of Mr Schuman for giving her this job. "I am muy happy," said Consuelo, as she bent over Ralph's home office desk, her mind filled with images of the many times in the past few weeks that she had let her employer fuck her from behind.  Her small cola colored tits shook violently as she was entered, and she orgasmed just as her boss did every time. The former Consuelo had paid Davis the nearly $15,000 she had saved since coming to America to become the new Amber Hughes, and agreed to pay Davis 50% of her earnings at Jiggles.  She lived with Curt and loved having sex with him.  She loved her job desperately, and loved being a powerful white woman... her life long dream.  Davis figured he might not get his milli...

CHAPTER ELEVEN - LIFE CHOICES Her set was the same it had been the last few days, but now her attitude towards the patrons was even more jaded.  All she saw were dollar signs.  If someone caught her eye, she sized them up.  Is he worth $20?  $50?  That's all that mattered.  She saw her favorite patron in the corner, and danced his way.  He was usually good for at least $50.  As she shook her tits in his face, she wondered how much she could get  from him for a hand job?  Or a blow job? These thoughts made her scream inside, but she knew she had to keep her eye on the goal.  Money. When her set was over, she collected about $215 from the floor, and headed over Davis' table. "Well, that's a good start, Amber," Davis said. "You must have a couple of hundred dollars there, right?" Amber was pretty sure it was a few hundred.  But then she tried to figure out how many times she'd have to do that to get to a million dollars... but she...

  CHAPTER TEN - THE FINE PRINT Ralph stared at Davis.  Half in anger, half in confusion.   His first instinct was to rise up and hit him, but for some reason he did not. "Good girl," Davis said. "Violence will get you nowhere.  Now, come out to my car with me and I will explain." Davis reached out his hand, and Ralph half-heartedly took it. As the two stood and headed towards the door, Curt intercepted them.  "Where the fuck you taking her?" he demanded. "She ain't done dancing tonight." Davis reached into his wallet, and handed a $100 bill to Curt, and a $20 to Amber. "I just need her...um... services for a few minutes," Davis said. "You don't mind, do you?" "Fuck her in the ass for all I care," Curt laughed. "Just get her back in here in 20 minutes.  She goes back on." Ralph tried to glare at Curt, but it just came out as a pout. When they reached his car, Davis walked around and opened the door f...

CHAPTER NINE - THE WAITING The rest of the week was a bit of a blur for Ralph.  Curt let him sleep at the club, but it meant an extra $50 per night for his take. Ralph danced as much as he could to make money, and found it less and less erotic with each dance. Occasionally a patron would come in who Ralph would recognize, and instinctively know what he liked.  It helped bring in some extra cash. He got used to giving Curt his blow jobs each day, and occasional was ordered to let Curt fuck him.  Twice, Curt had Ralph follow a friend to his car and give him a blow job.  Once, the guy gave him $5, and the other time he gave him nothing. Curt set him up for one bachelor party on his fourth night, and the pay was good.  He got $300 and all he had to do was strip for about 15 horny guys, and then let the groom to be fuck him in the ass.  As he was being taken that way, he seemed to remember that Amber didn't mind it as much as other girls. Ralph found that little...