She dropped the blouse on the floor and stood there facing the guys with her hands on her hips and a big smile on her face while they clapped and blew...kisses. She reached behind her back and unzipped the skirt, letting it fall all the way down to her ankles before kicking it away. This sent the guys wild as she pouted and posed, blowing kisses. She then pulled the bra straps off of her shoulders and looked quizzically at the guys who nodded frantically as she reached behind and unhooked the. In drink they would first be lascivious and as time and drink worked their effects, limiting their ability to enjoy that for which they had paid, they would become abusive. Some became violent. Many was the time I would attend the gin palace with a black eye or a missing tooth as a consequence of some such encounter. Gin was the sole panacea that one such as I could afford. I shared a room above the gin house with three other women in similar circumstances and one of these, Olive, whose surname. "You've got two choices, you can either sit there and sulk, or you canstart walking."She got back into the car and drove off, telling herself that if she puther foot down hard now, it would save no end of trouble later. Althoughher original plan had gone somewhat off course, she knew that if he gotinto the habit of doing as he was told, she could do what she wanted inlife and now she would have a maid as well. She did check in her mirrorand saw that he was getting to his feet, with difficulty. "That's a load of bullshit." You felt it too, I know you still do. And when we kissed--" Why did you even kiss me? That's just--" Well, why would you let me?" he replied. I didn't know what to say for a second."Because I had feelings for you too, until I saw you fucking some other slut!" I can't make excuses, Babydoll--" Don't call me that."He winced and his eyes started to look glossy. "I can't make excuses, because I know I shouldn't have done it. Partly to get over you and partly because, I.