After she dropped them off we stood queuing for a tablet to become free so we could get our mail."Hey, cheer up Em. I'm sure that woman was just a ver... unhappy person," Caitlyn told me, trying to get my mind back on track."Maybe, but I was with Nat. If she had been so tortured that she was going to off herself, surely Nat would have picked up on some of that," I said."Hmm, maybe she was one of those people who is fine at work, when they are busy. But when they stop working, all the demons they. Shields, please collect our chairs.” With that, she stood and moved so she was standing in front of the Queen’s throne and at the end of the carpet. She had the boys place her chairs. She and Martin then sat again.The woman on the throne looked at them in astonishment. She hurriedly looked around the room and the same man again approached Huntress. He growled threateningly, “Madam, leave now, or you will be forcibly removed.”“Little man let me tell you and those assembled here something. Do you. . In the winter.... Oh fuck my life..." from behind me I heard a delicate voice say "I'm sorry.." I turned around to see a young girl probably around 16, wearing an over sized t-shirt and some shorts..... wait " what.... Isn't thatmy shirt...? and those THOSE ARE MY SHORTS!"I shouted. The girl began to whimper a little and she frowned at me with sad puppy dog eyes "I'm sorry mister... I came here.. because your house looked nice and I thought you might have some nice things..." she. ." Shortly afterward amber was out the door and walking down the street in a long black coat and her spikey work shoes, she got a occasional cat call from a tourist, but locals are more laid back, having allready seen it all, she pushed thru the crowds, tawdy wih beads and transexual strip shows, where she had a crush on one of the black girl/boys who worked there. The music in the club was pulsating, one of the waitresses waved at her in a friendly way and amber smiled back.It was going be a.