I wish I had brought my grapefruit knife for security and protection but it was too late. I checked my watch as I stepped out of the glass lift; I wou...d be forty-five seconds late. I enter the corridor and look for number 44; the blue door is to my left.I close my eyes, and count to three; I have butterflies dancing in my stomach. I feel scared but excited. I go to knock on the door, but it swings open from my touch and bounces softly against the wall. I can hear noise coming from inside, but. They sometimes came in handy. Nicole had told her that Rachel always came in very late on Saturdays because the restaurant was open until midnight (which wasn’t really true; it was open until 11:30). Jasmine figured Rachel was doing a hooker every Saturday night after work. She just had to make sure she was the one who got picked up. Jasmine had been in the trade a long time when she was younger. The girls had changed but she was still very well known and respected. She had connections and. Sure enough, Aunt Leslie was lying on her bed, naked, legs wide spread and she was pushing this huge fluorescent green thing in and out of her pussy with one hand while playing with her tits with the other. The green thing stopped buzzing. I heard Aunt Leslie say “fucking batteries”. She pulled the giant green monster from her pussy, got up, and opened a drawer to get some fresh batteries, recharged and the green thingy started buzzing again. Not only was it buzzing, loud, but it was gyrating. Would going into care be any good? He's heard the stories, he knows what can happen in foster homes. But chances are tonight will be rough.He doesn't know it yet but all first nights on the streets are rough. You don't know the good from the bad, and there are worse things out there than the ones after your money or your body. He'll move from doorway to doorway, finding each occupied by hostile eyes. Some of these will belong to a badger but there are big types with teeth and not to be messed.