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The Admission
It had been seven years since Deajah had left her life back in LA to move out to New Orleans. Since then, she had been doing well. Upon arriving, she had immediately gotten a job at one of the local strip joints. Nightly, she was pulling in roughly about $6000. She had to admit she loved her life. However, she was only twenty-nine years old and currently, she had no one special in her life. Yeah, the few flings she had had were something. But she wanted something more. Something lasting. Of...
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