The nude gown she wore did very little to cover her cleavage and thighs, and her smudged make up was not enough to hide some of the old bruises she got God-knows-where. Her long flappy eyelashes now looked unattractive and the long wig covering her head was frezied.

On both ears, she had no less than four piercings filled with earrings. A nose ring was attached to the roof of her left nostril.

A rose was tattooed on her right arm and all her knuckles we're ringed. Everything about her outlook  spelt one thing,

"An escort," James said and stood beside her. "So they call themselves these days."

Motun's brows...