There had been a fire at the hotel where the road girls who danced as strippers at the Folly's Burlesque Theater stayed. I was in town permanently for awhile; so I stayed across the street from the Folly's and a rat-hole hotel. But it was cheap and the people working there treated me nice.
I went to the hotel that was on fire. Two of my friends and co-strippers, Lori Lanier and Mon Cherie were there. Lori was from Calgary, Canada. Mon Cherie was a black girl from Detroit, Michigan. They did not have any place to stay; so I told them they could stay with me.
Of course, I only had one bed. But we managed. We were friends - kind of like a sister relationship. But many "ordinary" people would think the worst because Lori and Mon Cherie were Lovers.
Unlike what most people think, gay people do not try to attack or seduce everyone who is their same sex. All we did was sleep. The only thing that bothered me was the fact that they caked their faces with cucumber cream every night. I hate the smell of cucumbers. I said, "I feel like I'm sleeping with a couple of cucumbers!"
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