I looked at the small feminine hand in mine, She obviously took care of her looks, her nails were long and immaculately manicured. They contrasted wel... with my rough, working man hands. "So what kind of project is this? What are you doing?" she asked. "My construction company is erecting an office building in St. Louis. It's projected to be three stories and take up a full city block with a two level parking garage next to it," I told her. "Oh my, that is some project! Well St. Louis is a fast. “Yeah, my sister made sure I went to college. She worked hard to give me that opportunity. I can’t let anything happen to her and her family. They’re all I have,” she says as a tear rolls down her cheek. I wipe it away with my thumb. She places her hand against the back of my palm and leans into my touch as she closes her eyes. I lean in and place my lips against hers. We kiss as I wrap my arms around her and gently lay her down on the couch. My hand slides up her thigh, underneath her skirt.. She fussed around getting the evening meal."Did you visit the Job Centre today, dear?" Yes, mother." Did they have anything for you?" You could say that." Well did they or didn't they? What did they have?" Her mother, always short of patience, was beginning to sound exasperated."A whore." Pardon?" They call it a sex worker, but a rose by any other name." Oh. Are you going? It doesn't seem the sort of thing you wanted." It isn't what I wanted; I don't want to do this, but I'm told that if I. Tina had confided in Jess months ago that things were not right, but I wasn’t aware of how bad things had got. Tina then unburdened herself on me, explaining that behind the veneer of normality Richard was a bully and subjected Tina to a daily ritual of abuse. They hadn’t had sex for years and the final straw was Tina catching Richard shagging his secretary at his factory unit. She had only kept the marriage going for the sake of the children. “Look Tina, Jess will be home in a couple of.