I had to get out of the D.C. area, and I preferred mild winters to cold ones so that dictated south. I didn't want a big city but not the country, eit...er; I'd never visited Charleston so they had no reason to look for me there especially; and what I'd read of the town said it was charming. So Charleston it would be, for now anyway.It was a long, mostly boring drive. I wanted to do the whole thing in one day, but I needed to keep fairly close to the speed limit. Well, to the speed of traffic,. As we waited for the cab to arrive, I enjoyed the leering looks I was getting from most of the guys who walked by, but since Mark was holding my hand, none of the guys did anything other than look. I also did my best to ignore the nasty looks I got from most of the women. When the cab finally showed up, I got into the front seat and Mark climbed in the back. The driver was an older East Indian gentleman with snow-white hair, and when he saw that my tits were clearly visible in the sheer top,. I saw a number of candidates, but none suited my requirements. That evening, after completing the interviews, as I was walking out of my cabin, I saw this lady arguing with the office boy saying she had to see me as she needs the job. “And how do you think you are qualified for the work” I asked her. “I am a single mother, I live in Marol, not very far from here, and I am a willing worker and a quick learner and I will not desert you” she said. I called her in and at the end of half an hour, I. You know me. You know what I can do. You hear my reputation”“Ok I tell you. He at the hotel by the Docks restaurant. He in room 516. He has a tattoo on a dragon on his chest” Igor screamsShe smiled“Going to check it out and come back. This conversation won’t be so pleasant.” She Said“Yes Anything”“And you work for me now. Any money you make I get 80 percent. Your part of my gang”“Yes of course” He SaidShe thought for a moment.“Only thing decided if you going to roll as a gangsta..Or is a bitch.