Tall, shapely Brenda Allen had just about everything a girl needed to become a successful prostitute. A teetotaler with a hint of Southern drawl, she had a mind like a cash register, and she hadn't been in love since she was 21 (about 15 years ago by latest reckoning). For all of that, Brenda had a little trouble getting along. Every year or so she found herself in a brush with the law for practicing her profession.
But about two years ago things suddenly changed. Brenda had moved into Los Angeles, installed herself...
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