"I..." She blinked and moved inward, "I cannot stay long, I..." What could she say? I am a whore? The Amnesiac was understandably hesitant at that moment in time. She paused and then looked behind her, then sighed. She really didn't like the old man who was paying her so handsomely to look pretty on his arm, even less knowing she had to perform other duties. But then she froze when she could hear the old fart and a few of his friends approaching. She closed the door all but a crack...

"The lass I am taking you to, friends, isn't she spectacular? We're about to all take turns---" That was not agreed upon! She stiffened and closed the door the rest of the way. The girl pressed her back to the wall and said, "I have to get out of here," at a whisper.