Ever so gently, Dante ran his thumb down the scab line. He leaned in closer, even more gently, he planted a kiss on the healing wound. Angel shivered,...feeling his breath roll across the tender skin of her pubic area. Dante had given her another gentle kiss before pulling away from her, and helping her back into her shorts. Come on, get your shoes on. Angel looked up at Dante as she slid off the table, her eyes narrow and skeptical. Im taking you out, come on, he answered her silent skepticism.. . I noticed after awhile she looked over at me and held my gaze for a few seconds. There was no smile, just the beautiful countenance. She looked away, then put her cigarette out and stood up. I was shattered, as I thought she was going, but to my amazement she walked over to me and asked me if I wanted to dance. Of course I said yes. She walked in front of me to the scuffed dance floor and I took her carefully in my arms, not pressing my luck, holding her loosely. She, however pressed close to. “Just once,” April confirmed, “He was at a different church then. I actually stayed longer than he paid for and I gave him the money back. He was kind of a broken man at the time, suffering from both grief and betrayal by people he loved. Bringing a couple hours of pleasure and company to him that night really opened up my heart. It was probably the start of me leaving the trade for good.”“A hooker with a heart of gold story?” Ross asked, giving her hand a squeeze.April giggled and squeezed his. There, you learned that Suzi worked nights as a Dancer, and her friendLori was "between jobs", so the two girls had decided that this wouldbe a perfect opportunity to get acquainted with their new neighbor. Youtold them about your success as a writer, and how you had moved to theCity to get closer to the market-places for your stories. The girlsseemed very interested, and asked a great many questions about whetheryou had any close relatives -- none -- or any friends in the City --none -- or.