"I nodded, "are you by yourself?"She glanced around and shook her head, "no sir."I glanced towards the alley she had come from and saw another girl a ...ittle younger. She looked a little better fed but was still ragged. I sighed, "bring her and come with me."I let her go and she hesitated before gesturing to the girl. I started walking and glanced at the two girls before walking into the common room of the tavern, "Sasha!"A slim woman opened the kitchen door as I walked to a table, "Trent?"I. Mulling over things in my mind, thinking in circles was doing me no good. I wasted a few hours wandering the mall. Amused myself with ideas of going into Victoria's Secret and buying something, but I never had the guts to do that, I always chickened out. I was sure they'd know the story about 'my girlfriend' was bogus and they'd just laugh at me. I was an online only slut for that kind of variety. Other than what I could pick up from the supermarket or d**g store nestled in with a bunch of. I turned my head away. I sensed the delicate touch of the cloth briefly against the ruined place between my legs. He then pulled the tattered remnants of my skirt over my nakedness. But there was no need. Modesty and shame had become only words to me. Achingly small, and weak, and meaningless words. Laughter and guttural jests in the other rooms of my home were punctuated by the crash of breaking furniture and glass. But here it was quiet. My eyes still fixed on the wall, I waited. Moments. I just want to lay with you.”I clambered off Emma and retrieved the quilt from the end of the bed. As I pulled the quilt across the mattress I moved to her side, encouraging her to move so that she didn’t have to lie in the damp patch left by our passionate activities. Once our bodies were covered we resumed our poses from earlier in the night, albeit on different sides of the bed, recommencing our kisses as we embraced each other.“I love you, Emma”, I said softly.“I love you too, Fran”, she.