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Confessions of a West Palm Slut (Chapter 6b)

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I woke up Sunday around 11:30 am but laid in bed until one going over the events of the night before.  I had tried cocaine for the first time and now knew what all the buzz was about.  I had also slept with Kat’s boyfriend and all three of us were scheduled to work today. My anxiety was through the roof.  I walked to the bathroom and analyzed myself in the mirror.  My body was still unaffected by this new, slightly out of control lifestyle.  I nakedly stepped on my scale.  Down to one hundred thirty-one pounds.  Not bad for a tall girl like myself who stood 5’6”.I returned to the mirror, thinking about how the pale skin of my breasts contrasted with the golden-brown skin which was not covered by my bikinis.  I held my breasts gently in both hands.  I truly admired them.  If it bahis şirketleri was not for the confidence these nicely shaped 36C breasts gave me, I’m not sure I would have any at all.  My face, on the other hand, had seen better days.  My new platinum blond hair looked great but my eyes were black and puffy from late nights and bad decisions.  As I turned to hop in the shower I picked up my panties from last night off the floor; a dried white cum stain against the black fabric flaunting my most recent bad decision.  I arrived to work to start my shift.  The place was fairly empty.  “I’m gonna have to use this cleavage to milk as many tips as I can from those who are here,” I joked to myself as I looked down at my tits sitting in my familiar black tank top.I turned toward bahis firmaları the bar and Jimmy was already at work behind it.  He held up three fingers and then saluted me.  He was referencing a term he used for women who slept with multiple men in the same group of friends.  According to him, I was now a three-star general. What a fucking asshole!I went up to see what section I was assigned today but didn’t see my name.  “What’s up, General,” Jimmy quipped.  “Leave me alone Jimmy and just let me know what section I’m working.”“Kat hasn’t come back yet so I’m moving you to bartend.  Don’t be nervous.  I’ll help you.  It’s mostly just slinging beers anyway.”His confidence in me surprised me.  The last thing I needed after doing cocaine the previous night was more anxiety and kaçak bahis siteleri sexual ribbing.  Kat’s absence helped and so did the constant work of being behind the bar.The night passed quickly.  Learning the bar and steady service had made time fly.  I had survived and was proud of myself.  My confidence was beaming.I cleaned up the bar exactly how Jimmy had shown me and said goodbye to the staff as they left to head home.  I then went to the back office to clock out and head home myself.    Jimmy was in the office already, sitting at a desk, cleaning up some papers.  I wouldn’t really call it an office as it was more similar to a small walk-in closet.  There was enough room for a small desk, two chairs, and a dinky two drawer file cabinet.  The desk and one of the chairs were cluttered with papers and junk.  “Come have a seat,” Jimmy said while patting his lap. “Cmon Jimmy, enough,” I complained but he had already grabbed my waist.  My balance was off and I plopped down on his lap like he was Santa.  

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