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He had introduced me to his world, dressed me in fancy clothes, drove me around in his fancy car made love to me in his, expensive bed, and he also used me, was ashamed of me, and ultimately broke my heart. Noh was the whole reason I am where I am now, stuff as one of the lowest ranking members of the Yakuza trying my best to support his child, and myself, without over stepping my boundaries, and killing us both.
My story began in the small Italian restaurant, I had been working at for a good 6 months, It was a good job I got paid $6.30 an hour plus the tips I made serving. It was the first Job, that was keeping me off the streets... After my parents died during my first year of high school I hopped from home to home unsatisfied with the false happiness, I made sure that I moved out by the time I was 17. Now at 22 I had no skills or a college degree, and went from job to job to keep a meal on my table. Besides all the sob story, Noh had been one of my regulars, I never paid him much attention, other than thinking he had a great smile. He seemed decent always came in well dressed nails trimmed, hair neatly combed, he'd always ask for me to wait on him, and was sure to leave a generous tip. I should've have known he was trouble, but soon he was sweeping me off my feet with the small talk we were beginning to share.
My story began in the small Italian restaurant, I had been working at for a good 6 months, It was a good job I got paid $6.30 an hour plus the tips I made serving. It was the first Job, that was keeping me off the streets... After my parents died during my first year of high school I hopped from home to home unsatisfied with the false happiness, I made sure that I moved out by the time I was 17. Now at 22 I had no skills or a college degree, and went from job to job to keep a meal on my table. Besides all the sob story, Noh had been one of my regulars, I never paid him much attention, other than thinking he had a great smile. He seemed decent always came in well dressed nails trimmed, hair neatly combed, he'd always ask for me to wait on him, and was sure to leave a generous tip. I should've have known he was trouble, but soon he was sweeping me off my feet with the small talk we were beginning to share.