It’s extremely dangerous for a woman on the streets.I hate to be the one to tell you this, but the real world ain’t like Oliver Twist. There are n... hobos with a heart of gold who share their food, like Red Skelton’s little tramp. One of the biggest dangers to homeless people is other homeless people.When I’d been on the street for less than a month. I met up with another woman. She took me under her wing because she knew that I was new at it. She said she could tell because my clothes were in. "I grinned."Good food and a mentalist show," I said. "Will there be magic tricks after dinner?"She smiled. "Of a sort. We will magically lighten your wallet." His wallet," I said, pointing at Phil."Mister Anderson's wallet," she said, her smile never faltering."He never told you our last name," said Caitlin, looking up from her plate."Mister Anderson dined with us two months ago, in the company of Mister Roger Curtiss. We offered the B menu that day and Mister Anderson chose the Mediterranean. ..His name was Joe Dover, a 45 year old married senior executive and president of the company. He was a typical middle aged business man; powerful, influential and a nice body for his age. He had hired her as a change of scenery in a predominantly male office.. He liked the way her long legs looked and her flirty attitude and he thought it could be a nice change from just staring at dudes all day long..After her first month she was a hit, all the guys in the office wanted to fuck her so bad,. "Harold laughed out loud at his last remark."Well its obvious that you are not a man. Just look at you, all dolled upin your cute little uniform. I always knew you were a pansy but even Ididn't expect this. Kissing some guy! Letting your wife date! You shouldbe ashamed of yourself! You're an insult to all men. You know something;you really deserve to be wearing cute little panties. What a pansy!"Harold seemed to revel in my discomfort as I became more and more selfconscious of how feminine and.