' She glancedup and Consuella nodded vaguely to indicate that was what she had expected.'I sent your references and employment history to a potential ...lient and thegood news is, she wants to meet you!' If Janet expected a reaction, she wasdisappointed. Consuella simply stared at her, waiting, her big dark eyes watchingJanet. 'Could you meet her tomorrow?' 'Of course.' 'It's a little way out,' Janet said apologetically, 'but the agency willarrange a taxi there and back.' 'Thank you,' Consuella. Ya aren’t alone in being out of your depth. The way it works ain’t great especially for folks without a lot of money. The newer Whores take shifts helping with community service. Someone comes in, they can get who’s next right cheap. Anything else an they’s paying full price.“Soon enough, you’ll be doing all that. An you’ll feel completely out of your depth, just like I was first time. An you’ll do your best. Sometimes you’ll fuck it up right good. Sometimes you’ll be just what’s. Do not get your bestiaries mixed up!"He shouted it, but laughed a cackling, wheezing laugh afterwards that told me he considered his words to be high humor. I drew a little of my magic out and made a light above us. I held the piece I'd pulled out up to it and he leaned in again, signaling me to turn it around after a moment. "Interesting indeed. You don't intend to leave the inscriptions bare I assume?" No, I've been planning to rub gold leaf into them once the writing is done." Ah, I see how. As the last few drops of him reach the back of my throat he lets go of my head and rubs all over my neck and scalp. “Yes Jasmine, thank you”, he says. I let out a little whine at my disappointment at it all being gone and would not be any more till tomorrow. The next day my eyes flutters open along with my usual long deep yawn; however, my belly felt something new and intense. A new and odd sensation fell over my thoughts but it was impossible for me to describe the way it made me think. I had.