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Who's Fooling Who? Challenge storythis story is part of the FanClub (fm:other, 7532 words)

Author: jenne64
Added: May 23 2000Views / Reads: 8123 / 4672 [58%]Story vote: 8.43 (7 votes)
Natasha didn't have an ordinary job but she was happy with it. That was until Alistair apeared and turned her world upside down.
 


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WHO’S FOOLING WHO? By Jenne64 Copyright 2000 Jenne64

“Why the hell do I still do this?” she silently asked herself as she stood at the entrance to the large grey building just as she did every Sunday morning. Perhaps she felt the need for forgiveness more acutely than most, after all her life was not what society would deem as normal. She was a hooker, a damn good one but a hooker all the same. People had a low opinion of what she did but it provided her with a decent standard of living and as far as she was concerned it was better than living on the welfare, she earnt her money, every damn penny.

Things had been so different when she had arrived here all those years ago. The trouble with going to Mass was it always brought on a sense of how it should have been had she of done this or done that instead of following the path that she had taken in the end. Here was the one place that offered her solace from the ravages of the outside world. At least here for an hour or so each week she felt strangely at peace. She wasn’t even sure that she still had the faith but this was a safe haven, allowing her time to reflect. Time get her thoughts together without the pimps and hustle and bustle of the streets.

Every week the same thoughts would permeate her mind, the same questions would arise and every week she would search for the answers. It was strange that she always dressed down when she came here, discarding the black bodices, tight mini skirts and high-heeled boots that she wore ...

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