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same time. Although he had intended to use this night to teach Sammie a lesson, he found that he was enjoying the action as well.
    Sammie screamed in climax as the song ended. Kim raised her head, and smiled. She blew a kiss at Sammie.
    “Um,” Kim said as she seductively licked her wet lips. She wiped her chin and licked her hands while devouring Sammie with a look of pure satisfaction on her face. Sammie, suddenly realizing the enormity of what had just occurred, suppressed the urge to gag. She stood up and dislodged the money that was stuck to her sweaty body and quickly ran from the stage.
    “Oh God, what the hell have I done?” she uttered through her tears. When she reached the shabby dressing room, she threw on the robe that she kept in there and nauseously waited for Jessie to come. Sammie was deeply ashamed, and could not control the tremors that shook her body.
    The owner of the club, Owen, stomped over to the table where Kim and Jessie were sitting. Jessie was pleased with the money he had made and was eagerly counting out Kim’s share. Since Kim was bisexual, she only wanted $50 to perform oral sex on Sammie. She enjoyed it and would have done it for free but Jessie insisted that she take a share. He intended to put Kim in his stable and the $50 was an incentive of more to come.
    “What the fuck did you two think you were doing?” Owen demanded. He was torn between greed, lust, desire and disgust. He had run this club for over twenty years and he had never had anyone openly have sex on his stage before—much less, two women.
    “Chill out,” Jessie said as he threw him his share of the take from the set.
    Realizing how much his share actually was, Owen’s anger quickly subsided. Carefully examining the hundred-dollar bill he held in his hand, he carefully turned it over in his hands to make sure it was real. He shoved the money into his pocket and continued to rave.
    “You can’t just have sex on stage, no matter what it pays. What if the law had been in here? They would have shut me down, man!” He huffed.
    “But they didn’t. I had my boys watching the doors. It’s cool. Breathe, man, it’s over!” Jessie said.
    Owen shook his head not knowing whether to continue to protest or stay quiet.
    “We need to discuss a business proposition,” Jessie said.
    “What would that be?” Owen asked as his curiosity was piqued.
    Owen took a seat and together he and Jessie decided to continue the show but on a more private scale. Owen agreed that he would present the freak fest to the high rollers that frequented the club. They’d have to pay $500 for a private set to see Kim and Sammie together. If they wanted to participate, naturally it would be extra. Everyone was happy with the business arrangement except Sammie. In fact, Sammie was the only person that was not consulted about the deal.

Chapter 7
     
    J essie had unleashed a freak in Sammie that eventually destroyed whatever self-esteem she had left, and it only had taken him eighteen months to do it. After Sammie’s debut in the lesbian love scene with Kim, she went home alone.
    Jessie never showed up at her dressing room to bring her some clothes so she caught a cab home in the robe. She exited by the rear entrance so she would not have to face any of the patrons in the bar, and especially her so called “manager.”
    “Alone at last,” Sammie groaned out loud. Flopping onto the bed, she pounded her fists into the pillows.
    “What the hell is wrong with me?” she lamented. “I am not a lesbian, but I got off on Kim like she was strapping a big dick.” She punched the pillows and wept, trying to understand what had been unleashed in her.
    Amber, the bar maid, admitted to her that she had spiked her drink and tried to apologize for it as Sammie exited the club. Spiked drink or not, that still did not explain Sammie’s reactions to Kim.
    For the first time since leaving Atlanta, Sammie desperately wanted to go home. Living with Althea was bad