Theresa didn't know how to explain it. She'd been a whore for so long that she didn't really think about it anymore, and she'd been blunt with Holly because there was no reason not to. She looked down at her clothes, which were much more demure than what she'd worn when she was working the Boulevard back in California, watched the last of the soap suds gurgle their way into the storm drain.
"I'm in the retail industry," she finally said, because that was both the truth and a lie. "But I'd like to get out of customer service. I don't know if it can happen before the year ends, but I want to do something different soon."
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on 2013-10-12 12:51 am (UTC)Theresa didn't know how to explain it. She'd been a whore for so long that she didn't really think about it anymore, and she'd been blunt with Holly because there was no reason not to. She looked down at her clothes, which were much more demure than what she'd worn when she was working the Boulevard back in California, watched the last of the soap suds gurgle their way into the storm drain.
"I'm in the retail industry," she finally said, because that was both the truth and a lie. "But I'd like to get out of customer service. I don't know if it can happen before the year ends, but I want to do something different soon."