Chapter Thirty-five - Deacon

Purity leaned back on the wall just inside the back room. The night had been a long one, with Damien keeping an eye on her no matter where she went. Every time she tried to make it back to Deacon, Damien was there to block her and send her off toward another horny customer. She spent the next few hours keeping the people Damien sent her to entertain happy while still managing to keep their fingers or cocks from touching parts of her she didn’t want them touching. By the time Purity escaped the watchful eye of her employer as well as the groping hands of her customers, Deacon and his friend had left.

Purity wasn’t sure why she felt bad about him leaving without her being able to say goodbye or talk to him some more like she promised, but she did. He was sweet on the eyes and didn’t try to grope her or get a free dance. He actually shook her hand. What man shakes hands with a dancer at a strip club? She smiled thinking about it, shaking her head.