Haley wakes Claire

The next morning, Haley woke Claire with a gentle shake. Claire groaned, rolled over and tried to go back to sleep. But Haley was persistent and pulled back the curtains to let in the bright sunlight.

Claire sat up, rubbed her eyes and tried to shake off the sleep. She looked over at Haley, admiring her tattoos and piercings. Haley had always been rebellious, and she had always expressed herself through her style and body art.

Claire couldn't help but smile at her daughter's strength and independence. She knew Haley was strong enough to take care of herself, even in the dangerous world they lived in.

They shared a joint as they sat in the kitchen and chatted about their plans for the day. Haley told Claire about her plans to go clubbing later that night, and Claire tried to dissuade her, but Haley was determined.

As they finished their joint, Haley received a call from Jamal, who asked her to come to the club. Haley sighed and kissed Claire on the forehead before leaving. Claire sat there for a moment, feeling lonely and proud of her daughter at the same time.

Soon the **** wore off and Claire felt the effects of the hangover. Her head throbbed and her body felt weak and shaky. The bright sunlight streaming through the curtains made her headache worse.

She stumbled out of bed and went to the bathroom, where she splashed cold water on her face and tried to calm down. But as the **** continued to leave her body, she felt the need for another fix.

With trembling hands, she reached for her phone and called Jessica, her fellow stripper. Jessica arrived a short time later and they immediately retreated to the bedroom where Claire had set up a small makeshift table.

Jessica pulled out a small bag of cocaine and they both leaned over the table to snort the white powder through rolled up dollar bills. The cocaine worked on Claire immediately, and she felt a rush of energy and euphoria. Her headache seemed to disappear and her body felt alive and invigorated.

Jessica, with her platinum blonde hair, huge fake tits, multiple piercings and tattoos, quickly made herself comfortable in Claire's bedroom. She undressed, revealing her toned and tattooed body.

She walked over to the bed where Claire was sitting, climbed on top of her and rode her. Jessica's piercings glistened in the light as she leaned down, her blonde hair falling over her like a curtain.

“Come on, Claire,” Jessica said, her voice low and seductive. “I know you want to. You've been staring at me the whole time. Just fuck you.”

Claire hesitated for a moment, but she was too far gone to refuse. She leaned forward and began to kiss and lick Jessica's body. Jessica moaned and writhed above her, encouraging her with her words and movements.

Claire couldn't believe what she was doing, but at the same time she couldn't stop. The **** had taken over her mind and body, and she was powerless to fight back. She lost herself in the moment and let the **** and lust take over.