She opened the door and we came inside ,she then just told me to have a seat,i just sat there and 1 girl coming out from the room equally hot to her a...d i thought man i wish i could fuck both of them , now the first girl came out and sat next to me and started talking with me about my profession and this new new girl was continuously staring at my jeans i was wondering whats wrong with her now the other girl told the first girl to come in the room so now both the girls went inside the room. This young woman has had a dreadful time. We don't even know her name, yet – we have to know her as #5045, which won't do at all. I want to try to get her some help, but she'll need your support too. Ksenia will help." Sir ... do I prepare two rooms?"Joshua coloured hotly, but replied steadily enough, "Just one. Ksenia will be staying with me."The older woman's raised eyebrows were eloquent in themselves without further comment, especially when Joshua indicated he wanted Ksenia to precede him. Well..."Tim looked on in suspense."I'm gay." Oh." Tim mockingly wiped fake sweat from his brow. "I thought it wassomething important."Heather looked over her sunglasses and raised an eyebrow.Tim laughed. "No, I mean." He threw up his hands "So? It doesn't matterto me. I'm still gonna depend on you for fashion advice." Heatherechoed his laugh. The cars started to move again, Heather spinning upthe engine."Look." Tim began. "Without Bobbie, I wouldn't have met you. Withoutyou, I don't think she'd. At the orphanage you are treated badly by the Matron. less food, all the chores and slept in a dusty broom closet. No family wanted to adopt you due to your age of 13, to old for adoption (shit rule) and to young to move out; you had to work and gain money the hard way.You did jobs around the neighbourhood and gained money which was later stolen by some street kids that jumped you. You tried newspaper routes but got your bike stolen by a crackhead.You grew older but not naive, these experiences.