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At one of my old porn stores that had the dancer booths in the back I got a call from a frantic employee early one Saturday morning that the FBI was in the store and wanted me to come in and speak with them. Needless to say the whole drive over I was shitting bricks and trying to figure out what exactly was waiting for me when I got there.
It turns out one of my old dancers was dating a guy that was on the FBI Top 10 Most Wanted List, some crazy biker that had committed a bunch murders, so they were looking for info on her. It turned out ok but in this business you never want to hear that the FBI wants to speak with you...
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