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Good and evil? Can you honestly call someone evil if they think that what they are doing is for the good? As a child I would have not understood what that quote would have meant. Why would I? I was taught that anything against the bible was evil. And at the time it was the truth. But, when God took everyone away from me. What can a sixteen year old do? I was left with almost nothing and I have no job at the time. With nowhere else to turn...I took the devil's hand and entered a world I knew my parents would never want for me. But, they left me alone and they no longer had a say in my life. I become one of the lust demons I always told myself never to be. Now...my question is how long can a lust demon live?
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“Lalita, are you almost ready?” Frans of the owners asked a rather petite auburn haired girl. She turned and smiled with her playful eyes dancing around the place. 'She sure loves the money' the Frans thought.

“I get finished my makeup and hair. Just help me out...what do you think I should wear?” she asked in such an innocent voice. If he did not know any better he would have thought she was a cutie that would never be in a place like this. Another reason why she was in high demand. She talked to her closet. She pulled out a costume that looked more like a nightgown that had a little shirt that stood up and a white blouse with a polka dot blue scarf and a matching blue mini pencil skirt with a huge hat with the same polka dot blue.

“What do you boss?” she asked

“Lalita...pick the second one” he said trying not to blush

“Thanks boss'” she smiled as she began change in the very spot. The man turned trying not to look at the pin up girl. She finished quickly like always and smiled at the boss.

“Welcome guests to the Venus Dolls and we hope that you have a pleasant evening. Please make sure to take care of these lovely ladies this evening and they will take care of you. Please welcome the one and only Kitten” the DJ introduced.

Then Lalita could not help by sneak a peak at Kitten. Her act was a simple one. She had nice long black hair that reached the end of her spine. She wear fake cat ears and a tail. She wear a black tench coat with knee high boots. The DJ played She walked down the stage and walked down the aisle as she smirked and took the pole. It was almost she always did. Honestly, Kitten had a lot of upper body strength as she was able to climb it without a problem. She moved her hips against the steel and released a small moan. Of course, some men threw a few bills on the stage. She then stepped away from the pole and slowly began to undone the coat. Soon she was left only in a leather bra and leather shorts with fluffy leather gloves.

“Who was the play with this kitten?” she meowed

“Damn you girls are good...” the Frans wowed

“Well, we are the best of the best” a blonde said as she walked from behind the changing room. She had her hair braided with a pink plaid mini skirt with a tee shirt and black heels. She smiled at Lalita that smiled back. They were the two top best acts in the whole night. Kitten about to just finish her first dance of the night.
“Cindy, you're up” Roy of another owner of the club

The blond was in the wing of the stage as she moved to the left stage to continue dancing.

“Don't panic folks Kitten is just going to give some love to the left side of the club. Now the nasty little Cindy is going to show us the true meaning of working hard for a good grade” he said

Just as soon as the drum solo of the 'Hot for Teacher' played there was Cindy coming for the back and begun to do her act. She walked to her poles and did some tricks. Lalita could hear the whistling from backstage as Cindy preformed her act.

“You're almost up Lalita. Are you ready?” one of the boss said

“When aren't I ready?” she chimed as she walked to the back of the stage.

“It seems the school girl wants to hang out with the students on the right stage of the stage. Kitten looks like she needs some milk boys. Why don't one of you get her some? Up next is the one and only queen of the tease...Lalita”

All the lights turned off and both Cindy and Kitten stopped dancing to turn to look at the spotlight. She appeared and smiled a smug grin as she walked down.

“Let me entertain you...let me make you smile...” she did this as she walked around the stages. Both Cindy and Kitten vanished and the crowd was glued to see just what would the petite girl was going to do. She took her scarf and she threw it into the audience.

“Let me do a few tricks, some old and then some new tricks. I'm very versatile” she said as she lifted a bit of her skirt and unbutton a few buttons to show off her curves a bit. She then shook her body in such a way the men were whistling.

“And if you're real good, I'll make you feel good...I want your spirits to climb” she mouthed as she finished unbuttoning the shirt. It hang over her breast not revealing it to the spectators.

“So let me entertain you, and we'll have a real good time, Yes sir. We'll have a real good time” she said as Kitten came to the stage. She was wearing a purple skirt with the same leather bra from before. She smiled at Lalita.

“Let me entertain you, let me make you smile” she said as she kicked her legs in the air. She winked at the audience.

“ Let me do a few tricks, some old and then some new tricks. I'm very versatile” she sang as she shock her breast and untied a part of her bra.

“ And if you're real good-” she sang as she turned her back to look back at the crowd. And then Lalita across over and stole the spotlight for herself.

“I'll make you feel good”

“I want your spirits to climb” they both sang as the want to the back of the stage.

“So let me entertain you, and we'll have a real good time, Yes sir. We'll have a real good time” they sang as Cindy entered with a tench coat.

“And if your real good, I'll make we feel good” she said as she smiled at the crowd. She walked to the pole and put her leg over it.

“Let me entertain you...let me make you smile... let me do a few tricks, some old and then some new tricks. I'm very versatile” she said as she shock her a** at the spectators.

“We're more than just a mick when you have a gimmick. Take a look how different we are” all three sang. Lalita dropped to the ground and showed only the tops of her breast and unzipped a bit of her skirt. Kitten kicked a few more times and finished undoing her bra and caught it before the underwear hit the ground. Cindy untied the sash of the coat and its buttons and showed the crowd her long leg.

“ And if you're real good, I'll make you feel good...I want your spirits to climb” As the walked to the back Lalita took everything off and covered herself with the hat she was wearing. Kitten pulled the skirt off to tie over her upper body. Cindy had a night grown under the coat.

“ So let me entertain you, and we'll have a real good time, Yes sir. We'll have a real good time” as three soon exited the stage. They quickly changed for the rest of their shaft.
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“I'm so glad tonight is over” Kitten sighed as she pulled her hair into a bun. Of course the two of them agreed with the girl. It might not look it but all three hated stripping with a burning passion. They all had their reasons of join this club though. Lucky for them that both Frans and Roy were friendly bosses. Just why they owned a stripper club is another mystery since they all knew they were dating each other.

“You have to thank Cyrus I got a few drinks” Kitten said who was already in her pair of skinny jeans with a plain white tee shirt and black converse. She grabbed her bag and looked at Cindy that was almost done removing the make up. Lalita removed the wig she wear and unpinned her real long curly hair. She got her baby-doll polka dot dress and her solid black flats. She waved the rest of her friends goodbye as she walked to her apartment.

Like always the images of what she did in the tonight played in her mind. The way she was on top of those men and letting them have their way...it was always their way. Then again she let them. No one forced to be a stripper. But, she did not have much choice in the matter. With no money and no one to turn to, what choice did she have? She could have gone to a group home but she had heard of a lot of horror stories about those homes.

She opened her apartment and like always no one was in it. She fell to the ground and closed the door. Then was the only time of the day were she could cry. She hated her life so. How she wished that her parents did not go to the super market. How different would her life be if they were still alive? The thoughts were always on her mind. She would be in college majoring to be a teacher. But what can wishing and thinking do? She had to face facts...it was never going to happen. She let the tears fell down her cheeks as she chocked back a sob. It has been like this for two years. She should have grown to be able to strong enough to support herself. But, she was stuck in her youth. She wiped the tears and walked into the bathroom.
She run a hot bath and brushed her teeth waiting for the water to raise. She looked at the mirror and almost hated how she looked...she looked just like her mother. The most christen woman she knew. She would read the bible, read the rosary, and go to church everyday to simply help with the missions. If she had not met her father. It was almost sure that she would have became a nun. Someone with an angelic face...was a stripper...she turned to the water and stepped into it. She need it to calm down her nerves. She grabbed the soap and cleaned herself until her flesh turned a bright red. Trying to clean her flesh from the touch of men. It was a useless try to be pure again...however, it was the one of the only ways she knew how to coop with her life. After she finished the bath. She put on a simple nightgown and crawled into her bed. She closed her eyes hoping she could sleep tonight.
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In St. Paul's church Demi was helping store the canned good they collected for the homeless of the town. All the fathers and sisters knew of Demi's hard work of helping the church. They all praised for for doing something for the community. This year there were thousands of cans, thanks to the can drive across the town. Schools, and even offices were helping the cause to feed the homeless. Demi was placing the cans into boxes base on its type.

“Sister Mary, do you have an idea when Father John will be back?” Demi asked

“I think he is in the room waiting for you. My dear why do you feel like you must confess your sins everyday. We are born with sin it is okay for all humans to sin”

“I know that sister...but I feel I must so I am done with my task today” Demi said as she walked to the back of the church to were the private rooms were. She noticed the father looking at her with the friendly smile he always gave her. She returned it with no problem. Father John was the only person in the world she trusted with her life. He never judged her or tell her what she was doing was a sin and she was going to burn in hell. He listened and always said a piece of advice that would help her get through the day a bit. She took a seat in the couch and opened her mouth to say the usual line.

“Forgive me Father for I have sinned”she said

“Demi...how was work last night?”

“Horrible, I hate how those men look at me like I'm there for them to pick who they are going to be having sex with at the moment. I tried looking for another job so I could quit. I still haven't gotten any call backs”

“In this day and age it is getting hard to find jobs. I am not say what you are doing now is good way of making money. But, until you find another means of income you're going to have to stay at that club”

“Thank you father...do I pray the normal amount of prays?”

“Yes, I'll see you again tomorrow Demi”

With that the auburn walked out of the room and walked to the the cross. She kneed down and closed her eyes and muttered the prays. It was always when she was at church that she felt so clean. She finished and stood up and walked to her car. She sighed at the thought of going to the supermarket. But, she was running out of food. It was really needed at that point. She turned the car let it roar to live. She set it to drive and drove down to the market.
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With a crate at hand Demi walked down the food aisles She took some fruits and vegetable. She liked eating healthy it was almost second nature to eat healthy. She was taught how as a child and it just stuck to her till adulthood. She walked for the seafood section of the market. She looked at the salmon and then heard the sound of a camera's click. She turned to see a man with a camera at her. He smiled and she felt her face fire up. 'What if he knows who am I?' she thought as the thought overpowered her train of thoughts. She walked to him and nearly grabbed the camera out of the man's hands.

“Delete that photo” she said

“Why would I delete such a picture?” the man asked. Demi did not take notice just how tall the man in front of her was compared to her. He had rather long blonde hair that he had tied with a rubber band. And she looked into his hazel eyes that seemed to be casting her the odd look. If she had seen him in the Venus Dolls she would have remember him. She paused and felt her cheeks heat up again.

“How do you get your hair like that?” he asked

“...my hair is always like this” she said

“Really? Oh, I'm sorry. My name is Edward Micheal St. James. You can call me Eddy if you like” he said with a friendly smile

“Edward, delete that photo of me” she said

“Why would I delete a picture of an angel?” he asked her

“Because I asked you. And I never once said I will let you take a picture of me” Demi said

She was not going to chance it. She was not going to let someone take a picture of her. What happens if Edward showed someone who visits the club and they noticed that it was her? She was not going to let that happen.

“Or how about you model for me” he asked

“I don't take naked pictures” she said as she narrowed her eyes at him

“I'm a photographer for The Cali Post. I think this picture of you is perfect for an article for the writers are doing something about supermarkets” he said

“No, I want that picture deleted” Demi nearly cried out. Edward rose an eyebrow and looked at the upset girl in front of him.

“Okay, I'll delete it if I can see you again” he said. Demi froze as soon as the words reached her eyes. See her again...no one has ever asked to see her when she was dressed like normal boring Demi. Men loved Lalita better. She was much more fun and happy-go-lucky compared to the nervous and panicking Demi.

“And why should I?” she asked coolly
“Or all of California is going to see this lovely picture of you” he said as he looked at his camera

“Fine...where?” she asked

“Why not here?” he asked

“Because this is a stupid place to meet someone” she answered

“Aww, so what about a Starbucks?” he questions

“Better...okay see you at three pm” she said as she took the salmon and walked to the pasta aisle.

“Hey, wait! What's your name?” he asked

“Demi...just Demi” she answered as she vanished into the aisle.

Demi hated herself so much. How could she act like a high school girl? She should not even take no as an answer. He was playing with her future. If the people of the town as a picture of her and learned that she was a stripper they would treat her life a whore. She grabbed two boxes of ziti and a bottle of tomato sauce. She thought about the whole encounter and thought of everything she would have done so it could end differently. And how a single action changed. She closed her eyes as she finished the grocery shopping and started to unpack them into her car.

As soon as she was home and unpacked the bags and decided to cook herself something before she had to go to work. She boiled the pasta and heated up the sauce. She quickly eat the meal and washed the dishes. It was a normally thing for her to do everyday. She took a quick shower and put n some perfume. She thought about how was going to be on to with her. It was not going to be Cindy. So it had to be Kitten with Trish...yes that was the pair.

She looked at the clock and notice she still had time to watch TV. She clicked on the television and watched it as the pictures of people played their little role. She did not watch TV to understand the show. She watched it so she would not feel so lonely in this house. She had first thought of paying a pet. However, she did not have time in her life for a pet. She did not want to walk in to see a died cat or dog...she watched as they had their fight. She turned her head to see that it was almost time to leave. She turned off the TV and walked to the door. She got into her car and rove the long drive from her apartment to the Venus Dolls and slowly transforming herself into Lalita.
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“Hello, my name's Lalita what's yours?” the auburn stripper asked a group of men. She loved how they would buy her a new coke soda. This was clearly a friendly group of men. She got on her knees and crawled towards them with a smirk on her face. She got on her back and spread her legs. She pushed herself up and noticed the blushes on their faces. She stepped down from the stage and decided to seat next to them.

“So...tell me boys...am I treating you to a good show tonight?” she asked playful

“Yes...yes you're Miss. Lalita” one said as he covered his face.

“You guys can call me Lalita...so who is the birthday boy?” she cooed as she looked around at the group of men. She smiled a bit and lend over a one of men.

“So what are you guys celebrating?” she asked innocently even if she knew she shouldn't after all. Wearing a red corset a black mini dress with fringe and a red feather pieces in her short hair. She did not look like someone to even think of being called innocent. With no answer she took to herself to make him answer. Men like these were almost impossible to find. She wanted to give them a night they'll never forget. She sat on the black haired one's laps and turned to look at him.

“It's my birthday...and my friends wanted to celebrate is in a stripper club. Since I was the youngest” the black haired nearly chocked

“Happy birthday” she whispered in his ear as she took a n** of his earlobe. He blushed on of the brightest red she had even seen on a man. She stood up and smiled a bit. 'This is going to be a fun night' she thought.

“Now...what gift should I give the birthday boy?” she asked in just a thoughtful voice. Then a smile wrapped around her red tinted lips.

“Oh...I know...” she mouthed

She walked over and seat on his lap again. A blush was on his cheeks. She smiled and said in a low voice. “I decided I'm going to ride you...do you mind getting your pants dirty?”

“N-n-no” he chocked up

“Good...” she mouthed as she moved her hips. Against him, it seemed that innocent people had an affect on Lalita whenever she was stripping. It was a weakest of hers to like playing with eighteen year old in this manner. She was spoiling them to the point the next view she was not going to get the same clueless reaction. However, she had to take it now before it vanished. She released a moan and thought if she should control herself or not. 'We're all going to hell anyways' she thought as she released more moans and pants. She looked at the boy who was almost losing himself in this treatment.

“Are you almost there?” she asked in which a lustful voice

“Y-y-yes” he chocked as his eyes rolled to the back of his head. She moved faster wanting to see his face when he released. She looked at him so hotly as if telling him to c** for her now. He closed his eyes and released a groan as he climaxed in his pants. When he looked at Lalita her eyes were something he had never seen before. It was so clear and the only thing in them were lust. She took up and said in a voice that did not sound like her own.

“I'll be taking the birthday boy to a VIP...it's my treat” she said as she took and him and walked past Trish was would only smile. At what was going to happen. It was always the same when it came to fresh meat. She was going to blow his mind off and make him wonder if he was even going to get touched like this again. Opened the door and let him enter first as she followed him.
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“Looks like someone had fun tonight” Trish teased Lalita. The auburn was silent as she removed the make up and the bits of c** she did not clean off. She could not believe that she did that again. He did everything with that boy. He was not complaining, in fact he loved every moment of it. She looked at Kitten that was removing her tail and released a heavy sigh. Tonight was a boring night for her. Since she did not like newbies in clubs. She did not know how to act around them. Trish one the other hand had a liking for the older crowd. She know they had wives waiting for them at him. But, like she always whispers in their ear when they had a little too many beers. 'One night wouldn't kill you'. And it never stayed one night after they had a taste of her.

“It was just one guy” she answered

“Correction...you had sex with one guy. But, the rode the rest of them. Just what is with you and newbies?” Trish asked

“Yea Lalita, I've noticed that. Like with older guys you're calm but when a newbie comes it's almost like you lose it” Kitten said

“I don't know...” she muttered as she removed the wig. She sighed at the memory of it. It was so good...she only removed her clothes to change back into her normal plain blue dress. Then both Frans and Roy walked into the room with huge smiles as if something amusing happened.

“Lalita, did you know those boys you were with the whole night decided to tip you 3,000 dollars? It seems they are from a wealth family. Just what did you do with them?” Roy asked

“What's do you think?” she asked with a hint of pain in it

“Well, it seemed like you liked it at the time” Frans pointed out

“We all know you did” Kitten said as Lalita pulled away from the hand reaching for her shoulder

“I'll see you Wednesday, later” she said grimly as she left the bar.

She could not saw it was not true. She did like younger man...because they were around her age. She always pictured her future boyfriend to act like the group of boys that visited the club today. She was only living her fantasy through them. She hated herself for losing control of herself so easily. She was just so wishful...She drove to her car. Then quickly entered the house and only thought to herself. Why did she have to be so selfish? It just was not fair. Why could not life be different? She sighed and did as she always did. Take a shower and try her best to fall asleep. In the end that was not possible tonight. She took up for the bed and turned on the TV to see watch might be on the news. She watched the whole thing and nothing helped...the only thing racing through her head was what one of the boys had said to her. “Why are you stripper? You seem too nice to be in this type of business”

Nice...that was the last thing she thought she was going to hear in a stripper club. From customers nevertheless...she was closed her eyes and thought back to the time were she was a honest to good girl. It was the last day of school...yes at that time period...She was oddly friendly to everyone around her. She knew she was going to stop coming. She did not have the money to pay for books or even think about going to college. She was nice to the teacher, students, and even bullies that thought it was odd she even stopped to talk to them. Her boyfriend at the time knew something was wrong with her.

“Demi, you're quitting school?”

“What makes you think that?” she asked in a confused voice

“I know you...are thing really that bad at home?” he asked she knew what he was going to say. If they were that bad she could move in with his family and live with him until she went to college. But, she did not want people to pity her. She only smiled at him sweetly knowing this was going to be the last time she could honestly be honest with him like this.

“What home? I don't want to cause trouble in your family”

“But, you're not Demi. I love you”

“So do I...but I am not going to move in with you. You are going to be big things in life...when you come back to this place. If you still love me find me” she said

That same night she give him her innocence. The one last thing she could do. It was against her beliefs but...she wanted to prove to him that she honestly loved him. The memory was the one thing she held dear to her heart. She smiled at that thought of the way he kissed her so gently and whispered I love you. Such a sweet memory...
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Church went without a flaw...the thought of meeting the man from yesterday in the Starbucks. She sighed and decided it was best to meet him. If she did not he might going and post that picture of her from the super market. She did not even know how the picture looked like. However, she was not going to risk anything. She soon drove to the the only Starbucks in the town. She entered the coffee shop half hoping that the guy was not there waiting for her.

“Hey Demi! It's me Eddy!” he called her from on to the tables. She sighed and lazily walked to the table. She took a seat and stared at the blonde who was happily reading something. He giggled a bit to himself and this caused Demi to raise an eyebrow.

“What's so funny?” she asked

“Oh, my friend is a cartoonist. Wait, I'll show you” he laughed

In front of the auburn looked at the drawing for a moment and was trying her best not to laugh at the drawing. There as a dog painted green and a little boy holding a green paint brush. He said that 'Now Spot is going green'. A giggle spoiled out of Demi's lips and she looked away from the blonde.

“He's really talented. He works in the newspaper with me” he said as he sighed a bit of his coffee. “Do you want something?” he asked

“Ummm...black tea with sugar I guess” she muttered

“Coming right up” he said happily as he stood up and walked to get the drink.

Today was her free day from work. She had forgotten that she took Tuesdays off. She frowned with the idea of doing nothing today. Before she noticed it she heard another clip sounds. She opened her eyes and noticed it was Edward again.

“Are you serious?!” she shouted

“What? You looked cute so I took a picture of you. You should see it” he said as he pulled her into the see the picture he took of her. She looked a the screen and her mind froze when she looked at the picture. That could not be her....

“Mom...” she muttered

“Mom? What are you talking about?” Eddy asked questioned of the Demi's outburst

“I'm leaving” she said without another thought

That picture if could not her. She looked for too angelic. She was a demon now. No were close to an angel like her mother. But, that picture it looked almost like an angel was looking into the camera. She took the tea and walked out of the store. She got into her car and turned the car to life. Before she even noticed Edward was in front of the car looking at her with fire lit eyes. She was still as he walked to the window. She lowered the window wanting to know what he was going to say.

“What was that about?” he asked innocently clueless to her behavior

“I...It not important...what the heck do you want from me anyways?” she asked

“I want to use these pictures. And I want you too model for me” he told her

“...Why?” she asked

“You're different from the other girls I've taken pictures of. Without even trying you always come out perfect...it's like you were made to take pictures. Every time I see a picture of what took of you...it only makes want to take more pictures” he said

“...do what you want with those pictures. I don't care anymore” she said as she rose the window

“Please Demi model for me” he begged

Why did God have to be so cruel? She who looked like an angel was nothing more of a demon. This innocent guy wanted to honestly talk to her. She looked at Edward knowing he was not going to take a no . She sighed and rubbed her nose bridge a bit. She turned her head and looked at him with a black face.

“I'll think about it” she answered

“Really? You have no idea how much this made my day” he said cheerfully.

“You're so special” she muttered under her breathe

“Special...” he muttered

“Yes special” she said louder

“I think I like it when you call me special”