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The bottoms of my feet are aching, my back feels like it's been drilled through with a screw driver and my cheeks are numb. That's the best description I have right now for the pains in my body not to mention that I have lost feeling in my arms and toes. Excuse my blebering mouth but I tend to get carried away when I am frustrated, tired and running on little to no sleep. My name is Cindy Love. I am 20 years old and have been working as a waitress at Crosby's for the past two years while studying hotel management at a community College. I am an only child from 2 loving parents who died in a plane crash when I was 16 and have been living with my aunt since then, who was ok and did the best she could under the circumstances. After my 18th birthday I decided to get a job so that I could live on my own and become miss independent. I must admit though that freedom is it's own kind of drug and I have become an addict. Living on my own has taught me many a lesson about life and people but I'm grateful to have my best friend Nat as she prefers to be called by her close circle or Natalie to everyone else. We are total opposites, where she is the life of the party you will most definitely find me at a corner somewhere by myself either people watching or making sure I remain invisible and I wouldn't have it any other way. I'm an introvert so having her around sometimes helps to overcome my social barriers. I have dated here and there but so far I haven't been lucky in the relationship department hence why I am currently single and Nat keeps joking about my v****a being filled with cobwebs and unable to function. That's my crazy and outspoken Nat for you thinking that way because she doesn't mind having one night stands as long as she finds the guy hot, well hung and has manners. Her words not mine and in that order and I can't believe I'm saying this but some of her hookups are good to look at. My job pays the bills and allows me to study so I can manage to work on few hours of sleep every night which is not a problem but I have been partying after my weekend shifts and now I am exhausted. I just want to crawl into bed and sleep. I enjoy working at Crosby's club because I know the regulars and those who stop by are usually civilized patrons wanting to enjoy a night out but then there are a few with grouping hands that always look for reasons to touch me.