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hardcore shit.  I'm doing all the extra work and
not seeing anything more for it.  When we started, I was under the impression I
was just an extra service he provided to get people in the door.  Even if that was
true then, it certainly isn't now.  Frank confirmed that he charges everyone
now, although he wouldn't tell me how much. 
     
    Last night those guys said they were
paying big bucks to double team me.  I have no idea how much that is, but with
the number of guys I'm fucking and sucking in a week, Frank is making out like
a bandit on this deal.  When I confronted him about this, we got in a big fight
and I told him I was thinking about leaving if things didn't change. 
     
    Then I went on a mini strike and told him
I wasn't doing anyone else for the rest of the week.  That really made him
mad.  He told me that I wasn't getting paid then, and that if I wasn't pulling
my weight he'd start charging me for my room.  He wanted $50 a week and then
$25 for food.  Convenient that his price equalled exactly what he was paying
me.
     
    I've only saved up a little bit less than
a grand since I started here, which isn't going to take me too far.  It barely
makes a noticeable lump under my mattress where I hide it.  I've done it
before, though, after I moved out of my house and went on the road for a year. 
Granted, I grew tired of that life which was the whole reason I settled here. 
But I could do it again.  I just need a plan.  After five months of living with
a roof over my head and regular meals, though, I wasn't anxious at the thought of
hitting the road once more.  I had to think about it for a bit and decide what
to do.  The fact is I have about double the cash that I had that first time I
did it, so maybe it wouldn't be as bad as I remember it. 
     
    That's it, I'm telling Frank tomorrow that
I'm leaving in a couple of days.  And fuck him if he thinks he's getting $75
from me.
     

Week 21
     
     
    What a disaster this week was.  I don't
know what I'm going to do.  I shouldn't have told Frank I was leaving.  I
should have just snuck out in the night.
     
    I went into his office right around lunch
time.  "So you sure you aren't going to change your mind and start paying
me what I'm worth?" I asked.
     
    That fat asshole didn't even look up from
the papers he was reading.  "If I did that, you'd only get about five
bucks."
     
    "You're an asshole.  I'm leaving. 
Find another girl who will fuck all your fat trucker buddies or suck them off
through the glory hole for practically nothing.  Better yet, suck the dicks
yourself.  I'm sure you'd enjoy it.  You love to cram as much into your fat pie
hole as you can anyway, why not add a little cock to the mix."
     
    That made him put his papers down.  He
looked up at me with fire in his eyes.  "Where do you think you're going
to go?" he asked.
     
    "I have almost a thousand bucks saved
up.  I've made due with half that before.  Any place is better than this one.  
I'll be gone in a couple days, and you can go fuck yourself."
     
    I stormed out of his office before he had
a chance to say anything more.  I spent the rest of the day avoiding him and
thinking about what I was going to do and where I was going to go. 
     
    The next morning I continued to try to
avoid Frank but I ran into him when I was leaving the restaurant after
breakfast. 
     
    "Anna," he said.  "I think
there a few things we should discuss.  Can you please come in to my office
after lunch?"
     
    I could tell he was trying to be polite,
so I agreed.  On one hand I was hoping he changed his mind and was going to pay
me more so I could stay.  On the other hand, I was kind of getting tired of the
way he treated me around here and was starting to look forward to leaving.
     
    At noon I went over to his office.  The
door was open and he was sitting at his desk with a bottle of scotch in front
of him and a drink in his hand.  He motioned me to come in with his free hand
as he took