A regular customer might just say something to Nielson about seeing her the next time he used his services. That probably could have been a risk that ...he wasn’t prepared to take.’ ‘She could have told me. I would have protected her!’ ‘Tell me, Peter,’ Helen Carpenter, who had remained silent up until then, suddenly joined the conversation. ‘How would you go about telling someone that you love that you’ve been working as a prostitute for years? And that you’ve probably had sex with several men. " She said to herself. Turning back, she walked up the moving stairs, stopping every once in awhile to wait for the next set of stairs to move in her direction. As she reached the door of her room, she checked if anyone was in the hall. It was completly empty. "Brilliant." She said to herself in a smirk. As she walked in, she closed the door behind her. Locking the door. She took a deep breath in. Instantly, she started to remove her robe, shoes, shirt, tie, pants, and undershirt. Harmione. She changed the channel by turning the knob and then turned it back. Finally she settled on a setting and began stepping backwards till she felt the bed behind her. Turning, she reached down, picked up her Trinket and moved around the bed to the bedpost. She hung the Dream Catcher on the post and sat on the bed. Lynn bunched up the pillows, fluffing them then patting them. She folded a fist and punched them a few times. She smiled as she pulled her arm back and took a few more ‘venting’. Kerry provocatively lifted her knee, but kept her foot still on the bed, the increasing knee height sliding the hem of her pleated skirt back up to her hips. Dearglil shut the door behind her and slowly walked to the bed like the predator she was. Kerry made a fist of her right hand but extended her thumb away from the fist. She slipped the tip of her thumb into her mouth and sucked on it.“Playing the innocent schoolgirl card, are we?” Growled Dearglil as she pushed Kerry’s legs apart. Dearglil.