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When she first walks into the strip club

She walked into the strip club, her eyes landing on the women sloppily swinging themselves around the poles, Hart sneered, she wouldn't be caught dead doing what these sluts were doing, slowly removing all of their garments while trying way to hard to be sexy, Hart was of the opinion that if you weren't sexy with your clothes on, taking them off wouldn't help the situation.

She rolled her eyes as one of them got on her knees in front of these countless dirty men showing off all of what her momma forgot to give her, Hart would never allow herself to be reduced to such a level. She was a lady, well in the streets, beneath the sheets that was a different story entirely. She watched the men trying to grab at the strippers and she looked at all of them, not one of them deserved to see an inch of her naked flesh. She believed firmly in the phrase "Don't throw your pearls before swine." and she would never let any of these little piggies catch a glimpse of her pearls.

Hart looked at them all in near disgust, until her eyes landed on one woman elegantly hanging from a pole. Her body moved with such grace and seduction it actually caused a smile to form on Hart's lips. She watched the woman and stripper never came to mind, this woman was an artist, an acrobat. Hart watched the woman as her strong legs spun her gracefully around the pole, moving her legs above her head and waving them almost like serpents only to coil back around the pole and spin at such an amazing speed that it made Hart's mouth drop open.

This woman shouldn't be in a place like this, she should be in the bright lights of some respected stage so that her talent for dancing and muscle control could be displayed. Her entire body moved with a sensual motion, after watching her for a few more minutes Hart decided that even though she wouldn't be caught dead doing this in front of such unworthy admirers, she'd do it for herself her first paycheck was going to go towards installing one of these pretty, shiny poles right in the middle of her bedroom.

She looked up again at the woman on the pole and saw what an art form it could be if done right, it could be sensual and classy. Hart wanted the rush of spinning around the pole as fast as she had seen the other woman do it, she wanted the cold metal between her thighs as she slid down to the ground in her own candle lit room.






When she finally gets to drive the car


Hart felt the adrenaline rush through her veins, finally he was going to let her drive his car! Immediately she sped down the road her speed increasing to dangerous speeds, she couldn't hear anything and didn't care about anything except for the adrenaline in her veins and the sensual vibrations beneath her seat as the car sped up to dangerous speeds, she rolled down all the windows letting her hair fly wildly untamed across her face and lacing across the curve of her neck to fly freely behind her, the slight blurs in vision only heightening her pleasure in driving it.

She could feel the wind whipping all throughout the car, suddenly she swerved and skimmed between two other cars, revving the engine and barely making it past them without a scratch, suddenly she saw flashing lights and could barely make out the sound of a siren. "s**t...." Her pulse raced and she acted without thought, she pulled her small dagger out of her garter and quickly jammed it safely into his shoulder before beginning to slow the car down, while she was finding a place to park she unzipped her blouse lower and started thinking of the saddest times in her life. Within moments the officer walked up to them and Hart was already hysterically crying, when the police officer came up to the car he kept his eyes on the clipboard and asked in a monotone voice "License and registration ple....." He stopped short once he heard the sobbing and bent down to look inside the car.

He saw Hart's pretty face and immediately smiled nicely to her, his voice took on a more husky tone as he tried to continue to do his job. "Miss, do you know how fast you were driving?" Hart's lip trembled as tears slipped down her cheeks, the officer couldn't help but notice and watch as the tears rolled down her lucious lips to drip off her chin and roll into her gorgeous, ample cleavage. His eyes stuck there as she started to explain through tears. "My.. my....brother was just mugged and stabbed! I'm trying to get to the hospital!" She genuinely looked scared and out of her wits. The police officer kept staring at her breasts until he heard the words "Stabbed and mugged." He finally noticed that there was a wounded man in the car and his eyes widened. "Oh Miss, I am so sorry! Go ahead, but please don't go 15 miles over the speed limit, I'm gonna put a call out on the com for you so that no one pulls you over for speeding till you get to the hospital. Hart could tell he was pulling a special favor just for her and she unbuckled her seat belt and leaned half her body out the window as she hugged him and pressed her body close to his. "Thank you, thank you!" When she pulled herself back in the car the police officer looked so dazed that he went the wrong way to his car. "Have a nice day!"


Finally he realized that he was going the wrong way and made his way back to his car and drove off. Hart let out a long exhale and smiled as she wiped the tears from her eyes calmly. She looked over at Thaddeus with a genuinely worried expression, she knew she purposefully didn't place the knife anywhere lethal, but she genuinely felt horrible for stabbing him. "Oh baby, I'm so sorry! I panicked? I'll stitch you up, I promise!" She kind of still hoped he'd let her drive home.