I was 22 years single mother of two. Working at a gentlemens club. Young,lost, stupid and very desperate for money. My intentions were to go to work make money and go straight home to my children. Never to mix pleasure with buisness. Until the very first time I saw him. I new I wanted him. He was sitting at the end of his table with about 4 maybe 5 of his friends up in V.I.P. He gave me butterflies the moment I saw him. I was scared to even look at him. So I persued to go back to my table. Hesitating because my seat was right behind his. Right when I sat A young lady aproached me also a dancer. She told me that the same man I was so nervous about wanted me to have a drink with him. So I gave A quick smile, and walked up to him and introduced myself as Kitty. We had so much fun that night that for the very first time I didn't want the clock to strike 2a.m. Ram spent alot of money on me that night. And by the way he presented himself I thought he was being nice for one reason. But we exchanged numbers. Anyways to make a long story short he didnt get it the first night because I was to scared to open the door. But the second night he did because I persisted. The funny thing is I think he wanted it just as bad. Now a year later I'm almost engaged.
