It turns out my husband was a Gigolo
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"Give me the money!" your hair is being pulled by Ingrid, the stepmother who always treats you harshly.

You just came home from work, immediately greeted by a clash by the father's second wife. You took out a few pieces of red money from her work as a night dancer at a club for adult men.

"Just this way?" Inggrid widened his eyes to pull your clothes.

"Y-yes, Mom. Just that."

"Lied!" Inggrid shook your body. "Give me the rest!"

Roughly the stepmother felt something inside your bra. He found a few more pieces and pushed you.

"Mom, that's for my tuition."

"You can find him again tomorrow! Your father's treatment costs are very expensive, you know?" Ingrid went into the room and locked the door. You can only be alone at the door.

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"Well, it's not accessible!" rutuk Youah tried to open her education account trying to re-register online. Then a notification appeared on the academic account of the lecture.

You have not paid the eighth semester's SPP money. Please make payment!

"Huuuufft ...." You can only take a long breath. He was sitting in the courtyard of the campus in the spacious gazebo there.

Someone suddenly sat down next to him, sitting while putting his hand on your groin. Reflexively you step on the impolite man's foot coupled with the gift of a sweet slap. The sound of the slap really shook the heart that heard it.

"Basic brash!" he sighed with an angry face.

The man who was none other than his college friend stroked the cheek that felt a little hot after getting a slap. The man was named Tama. He is the son of a manager at a well-known construction services company.

"Have you, you don't be so expensive! I'll pay you whatever you want to buy me tonight!"

The Tama speech made you growl. He picked up the laptop, put it in his backpack, and left.

"Lu don't be so expensive! You need a lot of money for college, right? Or you marry me! I'll guarantee your life with my father's money!"

You keep walking while mengedumel in the heart. 'What is easy marriage? What does he think I am? Huh ... Financed with his father's money? Am I his father's wife?''

When night comes, you are preparing yourself for the appearance of a dancer for adult men. The clothes you wear are very different from their daily appearance.

Here you are forced to expose the body that is always covered. You add padding to the chest to be able to make the adult men who watched the dance become more fascinated.

"Where, Ndah? Did you pay for SPP?" kak Yana asked, someone who always protected her in that place. Anybody who wants to book you appear in person, then Yana will replace that position.

Yana has been used to this work since the last ten years. He's been in this job since he finished High School. Meanwhile, you have only been working a few months like this. Where he as a wushu athlete has been forgotten and not used anymore.

As a forgotten wushu athlete, no more jobs give him money. But the demands of the stepmother made Youah forced to move her skills in martial arts wushu into a dancer who turned on an iron pole.



"Waah .. and what next? Registration limits until when?"

You are back breathing. "That's it, brother. There are only two days left, but I have no money at all. My stepmother always took my hard-earned money."

Yana seems concerned about your situation. Some time ago, he was the one who invited you to join work here. At that time he found Youah was desperate with circumstances.

"You just use my money, Ndah? I'm flooding jobs because of you too." Yana bargained.

"I'm afraid of debt, brother. I'm afraid I can't pay for it."

proks

proks

proks

"Andah! Your make up is invisible! Quick plus again! Yana, you help her dance!!"

"Well, Mih!" Yana takes her beauty tools immediately add the thickness of the powder and dye on your face.

Some time later, at exactly 22:00 WIB, DJ music plays accompanied by ero tis dances of sexy dancers who came out of the contest.

The bodies of the sexy dancers were swerving along the available spots. There were some dancers who purposely walked in front of the guests. They beratraction closer to the men who thirst for the body of the beautiful women.

However, they were forbidden to touch the dancers. Unless they hire dancers exclusively in VIP or VVIP rooms.

The most anticipated appearance by the starving men is the action of the prima donna who always avoid if they want to be paid exclusively. The only virgin dancer among the others, Suny. Suny is your stage name as a dancer tonight.

Your body is sleek and beautiful, the middle cool swerving holding on to the pole. Your feet clamp the pole and his hands are released, then his beautiful body wrapped around the traction on the pole.

"Sumiy ... I love you!" one of the men threw money on the stage.

Someone in a position witnessed Suny's appearance. He felt something hanging up. He was hallucinating the beauty of the body.

Some time later after the appearance together, Mamih Lova pulled Youah. You are moved to follow the footsteps of Mamih Lova.

"What's up, Mih?" ask you wonder.

"I heard you needed money to pay for your last semester, right?"

You are a little hesitant. She seemed to read the wishes of Mamih Lova who continued to persuade her to accept exclusive appearances towards VIP customers. He was promised a lot of money if he succeeded in persuading you.

"Mih, I want to dance exclusively. If he asks for that, I'll hand it over to Brother Yana?"

Mamih Lova seemed to think for a moment. "Later pinter-pinter you!"

Then you walked to the number one VIP room just like Mamih Lova had said earlier. With a doubt, he pulled the knob and opened the door. Netra Andah immediately rounded to find the tenant is Tama, his own college friend.

"Hello, Honey. You're finally here." Tama immediately welcomes Youah, peeping cheeks feel the sensitive part of Youah.

You immediately pushed Tama and turned the man's hand directly locking her back. "Bad! Who do you think you are!"

"Hahaha, I am a rich man who will pay you, dear! Let's spend the night together! I'll pay you high!"

bugh

A fist landed on Tama's heart. "This guy's a dancer! Not pela ..cur! Cam is that!" You open the door and go out.

"Heh, lady sia** lan! Watch you! You'll be DO-on campus! I recorded your action!" his yell.

But you didn't pay attention to Tama's screams. He moved in and sat in the locker room, counting the money earned by the striped man during his action on the stage earlier.

Hearing you back ani aya customer returned, Mamih Lova scolded Youah told the girl to go home first.

"But, Mih? My money's still a little bit," he said.

"I don't want to know! You made me lose by having to pay customer—'s medical expenses"

"But, Mih ... I need a lot of money?" wheedled.

Mamih Lova just shook her hand to drive you away. You immediately change clothes. With a slight snort of annoyance, he left the club of the adult man.

The money earned is not much, making You choose to go home on foot because the location of his workplace is not too far from home. When passing through a dark enough path, your feet stumble over a large object that is usually not there.

You fell on that thing. The sound of a man's voice makes you quickly get up. He pulled out his phone and turned on the flashlight, immediately getting around to find out what he had just hit.

"Aaaagghhh ...." You shouted to see a body full of blood lying just like that.

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