Many battles he has left unfought, choosing to hide away in loneliness and solitude. Finding love is something he never believed he would do. The mere...fact that you are here with him and love him and he loves you, well, his heart knows he has found it. However, it is in his mind. It is his mind wherein all of his troubles lie. He is an extraordinarily intelligent man, and love is not an equation, nor is it possible to draw a blueprint for love. Love is emotion and therefore, illogical. That. .She slapped me on my face..and started abusing me..”Bastard, you took so much time to suck my lips..I was dying since the time you opened your door for me..”..I didn’t knew she was so wanting me even to kiss me..by the time I could response..she pulled me up by my hair..and started biting my lips..she was such a tigress..I couldn’t hold it..and started biting her cheeks..she was moaning too loudly..I placed my hands on her boobs..and squeezed it hard and rough..by the time she placed her hands. "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 don't then I'll lose benefit. And that'll be. Then, there was a soft knock on the door. Kitty’s heels clicked as she walked over to it. She pulled the door open to reveal two younger men. They each looked about 25, and they were dressed in jeans and t-shirts.“Hey, are you Kitty?” the taller one asked.“Yes,” she said.“I’m Mike and this is Lucas.”“Come in,” Kitty said. The names matched what Sir had told her.The men followed her inside, and Kitty caught them ogling her body. Well - caught probably wasn’t the right word. They were openly.