Robert had been in and out of detox programs, had twice been set up in a small flat, and was currently homeless and living rough. I heard his story; s...d, but unfortunately commonplace: divorce, depression, loss of job, alcohol to numb the pain and a slow descent to his present situation.Two of the ‘working ladies’ approached me on separate occasions. I suspect they hoped I was a soft touch. Zenia (yes, she spelt it with a Z rather than an X) would not have been confused with the fictional. Her hips bucked up and down several times, I almost lost her and I finally did when she twisted and rolled over. As I touched her again she said: “Wait!”I paused and waited for her to catch her breath. Marion was sitting up near Audrey’s head and they both were looking at me.“You look like a mess,” Marion said and then we all cracked up a little, then she surprised Audrey and me by grabbing her phone and taking a picture. I felt my hair and realized Audrey had really soaked me, my top was. In some cases, she had used something to cut holes between levels and then nailed pieces of boards to the walls like it was a giant treehouse. About a quarter of the rooms had pieces of wood nailed piecemeal over the doors to make it look like a wall there now. She bashed holes between areas, including the two-by-fours. Wiring in the way was ripped out or cut with the ends of the wires covered in what might be some sort of melted rubber or plastic. She went so far as to have the windows painted. "I hadn't planned on being sexy around him and it was difficult to find something interesting to wear. After looking through my clothes the next morning I settled on a denim romper. It was short and showed off my legs nicely."Kara paused, looking at Julie, trying to divine how she was reacting to the story. Julie was surprised, but probably not judgmental. "More importantly," Kara said, "It buttoned up the front and being a little small, gapped open nicely when the buttons were undone. Again, I.