1. Predator and Prey


    Date: 12/13/2014, Categories: Fiction, Fisting, Lesbian, Author: FemaleFightLover, Rating: 45.5, Source: sexstories.com

    I worked 5-6 days a week and lived very simply to save my money. I avoided the substance abuse problems that plague many dancers and I avoided relationships with men, too. A man would have been dangerous since he might have found out that I was under-age and tried to control me. I had to be cautious. My predator skills weren't fully developed and I was potentially vulnerable. I lived with another dancer who was “Bi” so we took care of each others' needs. No real romance involved, just fun. In those two years I finished my GED and put over $250,000 in the bank. Then a vice cop started hanging around and trying to squeeze me. He told me he was “sure” I was working underage and he was “checking it out”. He suggested that I could “make it all go away” if I split my earnings with him and became his mistress – yeah, right. The asshole was even married with a couple of kids. I don't generally have a problem with cops, but the crooked ones and those who use their badges to prey on women deserve to be castrated. Starting a war with the local police was not a good idea, though. I decided to leave and change identities again. On my way out of town I did leave him a couple of parting gifts. I took a few pics of him making out with women that I sent to his wife. Then I gave his department an anonymous tip about some payoffs he was taking. They didn't bust him for it, but his supervisors did insist that he start sharing the money. Between that and the divorce lawyer/settlement, it put a ...
    real crimp in his income. I figured it was the best I could do. Next I moved to Las Vegas . Under my new name I went back to topless dancing. I even convinced the club to add oil wrestling shows to the existing stage dancing, girl on girl, and shower shows. I started college (business administration major) under my real name and kept putting money in the bank. After three years (I was now 21, although my ID said I was older), I formed and trained a group of girls from the club. We started doing wrestling shows for parties, trade shows, that sort of thing. I still kept away from prostitution; although I'm sure many of my girls had their own arrangements on the side. My bank account kept growing, but I was also gaining in experience and knowledge. My skills as a Predator were becoming very sharp. By the time I sold my house in Vegas, I was a millionaire (but only just barely). At 24 I moved to Los Angeles . I had my degree, lots of money, and my Predator skills. I was ready to move to the next level and set myself up for life. I resumed using my real name and ID because the bikers were no longer a threat. I learned early on not to expect someone else to save me. That only happens in movies and they're not real. If you want something you have to do whatever it takes to get it for yourself. My rules are to stay focused on your goals at all times and prepare yourself to take advantage of the opportunities life presents. I always have a fall-back plan and an escape plan. I won't ever ...
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