“We aren’t giving you any shit about being naked,” he seemed confused by my sudden attitude.It was a defensive measure that I had learned from m... mother and honed to near perfection. Whenever YOU fuck up or do something wrong, immediately go on the offensive and start bitching. People will naturally want to avoid confrontation and if you are lucky, they will get intimidated and not question you. In my head it was the perfect way to avoid awkward conversations with questions about where my. She knew what to expect and normally there were very few surprises.Prostitution was still illegal, of course. Successive governments had tightened legislation against the trade at exactly the same rate as economic circumstances compelled ever more women were to take it up. The result of this was that women like Lindiwe were even more vulnerable to the predations of clients who had no respect for her. Lindiwe was almost a prisoner of Empire Cleaning Services as a result of the draconian. She hated it when they babied her, but now, she wished she wasn’t alone. She stared at the lock on her bedroom door. She had secured it, but she was looking at it as if she couldn’t remember doing it, and maybe her eyes were just playing tricks on her. The fear prompted her to get up and go to the door. She slid the lock out, and then back into place a few times as if to check it, but it didn’t make her feel any better. She unlocked the door completely and opened it, peering nervously into the. She moved quickly over to the window and took a key from the sill and locked the door behind us.Looking around the room, there were two large, smooth wooden chairs, in a fixed reclined position facing each other. At the other end of the room in front of a log fire on the floor was a water bed complete with pillows and covers. The sun was shining through the large window that were half covered with foils.I sat down on one of the chairs… and sighed as I watched as she carefully began to towel dry.