Dirty Little Secrets

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Tommy O'Brien has been an A student all his life, and a varsity hockey and volleyball player to boot, through four years of high school. His scholarship depends on continued excellence in all fields, of course. No one at school would ever suspect that he is almost constantly high on marijuana, uses cocaine regularly, sells the stuff all around town, and spends nearly all the extra money he makes on strippers and whores. You know, when he's not studying or practicing...

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Tommy was always the last one off the ice after practice, that was just how he was. He skated hard, played hard, and never let up. He held himself to a certain degree of excellence in everything he did. School, hockey, volleyball... Using and selling drugs...

No one at school knew what he was up to in his free time. Being the ice hockey goalie gave a lot of people the impression that he was already a little "off" anyways, and he was known around the locker room as being a loner, very much in his own world. He wasn't expected to go party with the team, which was a good thing: they wouldn't be able to keep up with him.

 

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Sadie Jones had always been an A student and a starter on varsity volleyball and Swimming every season since freshman year, as well as summer softball leagues. She was a shoe in for team captain senior year, of course. She was also student body president her senior year, and involved in other school programs throughout the four years.

No one knew, and no one would have ever even have dreamed that she had her own pharmacy of prescription and nonprescription medication in her the locked shelf of her desk, and her own private bar in the back of her closet on top of the one guests were offered access to on top of her fridge and in her freezer. She had a job of course, to fund her habits. No one knew about this either, being an escort wasn't exactly great for one's reputation.

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Practice had ended 45 minutes ago, and Sadie walked into the shower in the gym. The rest of the swim team had left the pool as soon as the last whistle blew. Sadie however, practiced alone while the rest of the team hit the showers. It was what made her better, gave her the strength to sprint that extra half lap where her competition and teammates started to let up. Finally she climbed the latter out of the pool, her blonde hair wet and dripping, clinging to her shoulders and back as she peeled off her black swimsuit as soon as she stepped into the locker room. She turned on the showers and washed the chlorine out of her hair and off of her skin before wrapping herself in a towel and walking to her locker. The rest of the team was gone, the locker room quiet as she dried off.

She opened her locker and pulled a Tylenol bottle out of her gym bag, opening it and pulling out two Adderall capsules and got dressed in jeans and a pink polo before putting her hair up in a messy bun and pulling her backpack onto her shoulders and picking up her swim bag before heading out to her car.

She knew the rest of her teammates left practices exhausted, especially on days she ran them. For Sadie, her day was just beginning when she left practice.

 

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Tommy fired up a joint as soon as he got on the freeway in his truck. He sucked in the thick smoke, savored its taste: kind bud was good to him. He plugged his iPhone into the carjack and slipped on a bluetooth headset to listen to his messages. He compiled a mental list of everything he needed; almost every message was in codewords for somebody needing marijuana, cocaine, ecstasy, something, whatever. He had it, or at least he could get it. Sure, maybe he was mostly small time. He wasn't trying to move serious weight; he just wanted to support his own habits.

He got to his shitty little apartment and went inside. He quickly cut out the bags of everything his "friends" needed, and set about making deliveries. He had two dozen different spots around town he would meet folks to do a deal. Always inconspicuous, always simple. He never attracted attention to himself; well, except from the fairer sex.

He never sold drugs to people he went to school with. He never slept with the girls from school. He knew what he wanted, and he knew where to find it, but it wasn't anywhere on campus...

 

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Sadie drove to her studio apartment about 20 minutes off campus. She wanted as little to do with the kids on campus as she could. Working as an escort, she made it a point to not take jobs on campus and always checked names on the school's email list before accepting them.

She went to her closet and pulled out a bottle of whiskey and dumped a few ice cubes in a glass, filling it halfway full with the amber liquid. She took a long sip before calling into the service she worked for, and accepting a simple dinner job for the evening. She had a paper due at 9:00 the next morning so she wouldn't be able to do anything that took all night.

She pulled off her clothes and slipped on a grey dress and sexy black heels. She did her hair and makeup, refilling her glass at some point during the ordeal. She left her apartment and drove to the upscale restaurant and met her date at the bar. He was a business man from out of town and didn't want to eat alone. They had a drink, they had dinner and although he paid the company and she would get her cut, he tipped her another $100 when the evening was over.

After a successful night of work that earned her a total of $200, Sadie returned to her apartment, opened a glass of wine and popped another Adderall before sitting down to finish her 12 page paper on gender roles in homosexual relationships.

Two hours later, at 2:00, she finished the paper and the bottle of wine, took an Ambien and crawled into bed for the night.

 

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His dealings done and his profits in his pocket, Tommy headed to his regular Wednesday night spot, a stripclub in the seedier side of town. He loved amateur night. The girls were younger, less beat-up, more willing in the private rooms, often right out of high school and horny as hell, especially when they saw the money they could earn.

He contributed about a hundred bucks to one such girl's "college fund". She was a hot little redhead, with perky little tits and tattoos and a tight ass. She gave great head, too. The fuck wasn't bad either. She let him cum on her face and tits and she ate it all up too. What was her name? Morgan.

One o'clock in the morning saw him returning home, where he snorted a couple lines of coke, cranked out a sociology paper, drank a twelve-pack and called it a night, only to get up again at six am to start again. He woke up to strong coffee and a stronger joint, and another line of coke to get him out the door. He took tokes off a one-hitter on the way to school and by the time he was in class, was feeling pretty good.

 

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The incessant buzzing of her alarm clock pulled Sadie from a deep, heavy sleep. She stumbled to her kitchen and started a pot of coffee, and smoked a cigarette on her balcony while it brewed. She grabbed a quick shower and pulled on a denim skirt and a tight white t-shirt before drinking a mug of black coffee and got her bags ready for the day.

She poured coffee into a travel mug and walked to her car and droveto school. She grabbed the bottle of adderall from her glove compartment and swallowed a tablet as she pulled into the parking structure. She dropped off her swim bag in the locker room and walked to her first class, grabbing a seat on the end of a row towards the back of the lecture hall, pulling out her Mac and turning it on.

 

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Tommy got to his first lecture just before it started, and took one of the first seats he could find, in the back on the aisle. He was pulling out his legal pad and pen as the prof started talking, and it wasn't until about halfway through the lecture that he noticed the smoking-hot blonde sitting across the aisle from him.

He noticed her legs first: smooth, long, tan, firm, athletic. His gaze travelled upward, and he was a bit surprised to see such a nice rack on an athletic girl; they typically tended toward smaller tits, but this girl's were full and firm in her tight shirt.

Then, he saw her face, and turned away. Sadie Jones, the hottest bitch on campus. Stuck-up and full of herself, way too smart and clever for her own good. He'd been dealing with her for three years now. They tended to have a lot of the same classes, as they were in the same major. He couldn't stand her, and he was sure the feeling was mutual.

 

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As she was taking notes, Sadie felt someone looking at her, so she glanced across the aisle and rolled her eyes when she realized it was Tommy O'brien who had been looking at her. She'd been dealing with him since the first day of freshman year when they were in the same orientation group. She had multiple classes with him every semester and they both played Volleyball. They were constantly competing for the spot on the top of the class with their grades.

He had an air about him that she just couldn't stomach. He thought he was superior to everyone in everything he did, he acted like he owned the gym, working out regardless of what team was supposed to have closed gym at the time. She figured the feeling of dislike was very mutual, but then why the hell was he watching her during class like some kind of freak?

She shrugged it off and opened her email, responding to some emails about upcoming swim meets and various other things she had signed up for, adding meetings and appointments to the calendar on her computer, glancing at Tommy a couple times during the 75 minute lecture.

 

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Tommy did his best to focus on the lecture and take good notes. And not be too distracted by sexy Sadie over there. Although, really, he just had to remember what a bitch she could be and that would solve that little problem.

Of course, then it occurred to him that a hate-fuck would be pretty hot with her.

He shook that thought away and went back to his notetaking. It would just never happen, so really there was no sense in fantasizing about it. Besides, he only really liked to fuck strippers and whores, and Sadie was definitely neither of those things!

 

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Sadie continued multitasking during the lecture; taking thorough notes, updating her schedule for the upcoming week or two, and working on an essay for another class, as well as doing her best to shake thoughts of Tommy out of her mind. She had way to much on her plate right now to waste time and energy thinking about someone with a personality that made her skin crawl, even if he had a sexy body.

When class was over she packed her computer back into her bag and walked to the union to get a cup of coffee before finding a couch to sit down on and knock out readying assignments for a few classes.

She opened her email that she used for work and sent one to her boss, opening up the entire night for any potential clients. She didn't have class until two the next afternoon and she wouldn't have any pressing assignments to work on tonight either.

Two hours later she packed up her bag and walked to her next class, which of course, Tommy was in also. She got there early enough to grab her usual seat, on the other side of the room from where he generally sat.

 

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Tommy spent the next couple of hours walking around campus, headphones on, feeling pretty mellow. He found a warm spot outside to hang out and read. He smoked cigarettes and snuck one-hitter rips right in the middle of the quad, and nobody noticed at all.

He did manage to lose track of time a bit, though, and was rushing to get to his next class. He stopped in a bathroom on the way, snorted up several keybumps of cocaine and rushed out to get to class. He just barely made it in time, and entered from the opposite side that he normally did. He grabbed a seat without looking, and once the professor started talking, he realized he'd sat right behind Sadie Jones.

He did his best not to think about her. His foot constantly tapped on the ground, and he sniffed without realizing it. He furiously took notes. Might have had one bump too many: his heart was racing!

 

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Sadie rolled her eyes when she saw him walk in as the professor started talking, sitting right behind her. She felt his foot tapping incessantly against the bottom of her chair. She turned around and shot him a dirty look in an attempt to get him to stop.

Dammit he's annoying today, she thought to herself when he quickly returned to his foot tapping on her chair

This class the professor didn't allow computers so she had her notebook and pen out, taking detailed notes and sketching and doodling in the margins of the pages.

She shook her head and tore out a page of paper, writing hastily "wanna quit the tapping pease?"

She folded up the sheet of paper and slid it bedhind her, and onto his desk, the entire thing going unnoticed in the large class room.

 

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Tommy had little control over his incessant foot-tapping, but he sure as hell wasn't gonna let Sadie boss him around.

He scribbled on the note :"wanna quit the bitching please?" and sent it back to her. He sniffed again, getting a little remnant bump of coke, and smiling to himself as he continued taking notes and processing all the professor had to say.

 

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Sadie clenched her fist when he returned the note, reading his reply.

"Fuck off, you're even more of a dick than usual today" she replied, tossing the note back on his desk as the professor dismissed them for the day.

She shoved her notebook and pen back into her bag and walked quickly out of the room, making her way to the gym where she changed into a pair of black spandex workout shorts and a white racer back tank top. She grabbed her iPod and a bottle of water before walking towards the last open treadmill.

 

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Tommy's phone had been going off pretty regularly for the past hour. He had several orders to fill before he made it to practice, and he headed off after class to take care of it all.
Mostly weed, but he was starting to move more and more coke. Probably because he had good pure stuff.

He definitely liked it, anyway.

He made it to practice on time, and powered through it. They had a road trip this coming weekend and he had to be ready for it; they were playing the defending league champions.

 

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Sadie warmed up before her team workout with a three mile run. She went into the locker room and changed into her swim suit and grabbing her goggles and swim cap before heading to the pool.

It was a captains practice, so she worked the team hard, pushing herself harder. She felt that she needed to exceed the expectations set for the team to be a decent captain. After they were done in the pool, the team signed up for their respective events in the meet they were going to over the weekend. A first place in this meet guaranteed them continuing on to the division championship tournament later in the semester.

After practice she went into the locker room and showered before changing back into her clothes, talking to a couple girls about extra practice time. She left a note for the coach asking if they could have an additional hour of pool time the next night.

Having finished her duties on campus for the day, Sadie drove to her apartment and called into the service she worked for, listening to her potential jobs for the night, a large number of them to pick from.

 

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That evening when he got home, he was all done with all his drop-offs, but had enough energy to stay up for a while. Not quite in the mood to try to pick up some chick, but definitely needing something to fuck, he put in a call to the service he occasionally used.

"Yeah, I need a smokin hot blonde, big tits, nice ass, that really likes to party, if you know what I mean, and she's got to like it rough. I mean, you know, fucking smack around, drag-down fucking rough. Got a girl like that? Yeah? Maybe? Well, I'll be at table nine at the Secret Desires strip club at ten tonight..."

 

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Sadie listened to a bunch of options and thought about her options. She didn't have class until 3:00 the next day and she'd finished all of her assignments between classes so she decided to find a job that could go all night, one that would ensure her a very substantial payout.

She agreed to a job and went to her closet to find an outfit. She took two Adderall to ensure she'd be wide awake and got ready for what would hopefully be a wild night.

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She curled her hair and did her makeup. She had time to kill before she had to leave so she made herself a strong drink and went onto her patio to smoke a cigarette.

She left her apartment around 9:15 and drove across town to the strip club where her customer was going to be waiting for her. She parked her car in the lot and the bouncer checked her ID, letting her in without paying the cover.

Sadie walked over to table ten after being pointed in the right direction by the bartender. The back of the booth was tall and he approached from the back, walking around to the front. When she saw who was sitting there, her jaw dropped and she stepped back, she could feel the color draining from her face when she saw Tommy sitting there, a surprised smirk on his face.

 

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"Well, you clean up pretty nice," Tommy said with a smirk, and definitely enjoyed the view of Sadie Jones standing there slackjaw. "Nice dress," he said. "You meeting someone here, or just for the three hundred dollar amateur-night prize? Didn't think a girl like you'd be into something like that, honestly."

She was still standing there, a bit flabbergasted at his presence. "Listen, it's nice to see you and all, but I'm supposed to be meeting someone here any minute. A, uh, date."

Tommy had no clue that Sadie was the date he'd already paid the service a few hundred dollars to party with and screw all night long...

 

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Sadie ignored his comments and tried to come up with a game plan. She could act like she wasn't the escort he'd called for and lose out on a couple hundred dollars or she could suck it up and go with it. She was gonna need more pills soon, so she didn't see much of an option.

She smirked and stepped closer to the booth, her eyes locked with his. "yeah, you wanted a sexy blonde who's dtf, likes it rough. She's supposed to meet you in booth ten" Sadie said, a slight arch in her eyebrow and her hand on her hip.

 

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Tommy smirked. "That's exactly right," he said, "have a seat," and motioned to the space across from him. When she sat down, he said: "Well, I guess we both just learned quite a bit about each other in the past thirty seconds."

 

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Sadie was hoping desperately that somehow this was all some immense mix-up, but she knew all too well that it wasn't.

she inhaled sharply and sat down across from him, biting her lower lip while he looked at her, and nodding at his observation.

"things that hopefully won't go any further than between us," she added, looking into his eyes and crossing her legs beneath the table.

 

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Tommy raised an eyebrow and took a drink from his beer. "I won't tell if you won't," he said. "Want a drink?" he asked, flagging down a scantily-clad waitress to get a new beer for himself.

 

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Sadie relaxed a bit when he agreed not to tell everyone. "A drink would be great," she answered as he flagged down a waitress. She admired the girl's bronzed skin and dark straight hair while Tommy ordered another beer for himself. "I'll have a whiskey sour please," she said to the waitress before turning her attention back to Tommy. "so..."

 

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"So..." Tommy replied, his mind reeling with the possibilities of the coming night. "You should sign up for amateur night," he said. He nodded over to the stage, where a girl who couldn't be much older than eighteen was nervously working the pole. "The others haven't been much better," he said. "You could make some bank." He grinned. "More than you're already making off me tonite."