Charlie (Sky) Winchester<br/>Location: Alley 74<br/>Tags: Bryn, Saoirse<br/><br/>They both were open with what they thought of her. Their words felt good. Nobody had said anything like to her since….those days. Their words, while flattering, also brought back more demons. Memories flooded her mind of times when she would do anything for cash. Anything. The Johns that filled her life were too many to count. She ended up in various motels, depending on how well off the guy was. If he was some John that worked at the lumber yard, throwing back beers on the weekend with his buds while watching sports, then it was usually some random motel where the sheets were always stained with something she would rather not think about and the smell of cigarettes hung heavy in the air. If was a business man, away on a trip leaving his wife behind or lying to his wife who lived in the city about working late, then she would find herself in a five star hotel able to spend the entire night after he left in comfort on his tab. He would always leave the money on the table by the bed while she  remained in bed. Of course this was after he showered. There was no way he could go home to his perfect wife with the stench of the whore he had just paid for sex on him.<br/><br/>Charlie tried to shake those memories from her mind as she took the joint from him. They weren’t leaving peacefully. None of them were. Wrapping her lips around the joint, she wiped away all the work, all the time it had taken to come clean. Inhaling deeply, she allowed the weed to work it’s magic, filling her lungs. Holding it in, she passed towards the lovely beside her. She was already engulfed in a conversation with him. Employee. She heard that word, and the girl holding the sign came to mind. Apparently she got the job.<br/><br/>“Is this all you got,” she asked, stunned the words came from her mouth. “Weed and a swim?” Of course that wasn’t all she meant, but Charlie tried to recover smoothly though she had thought for one brief moment about going back on everything she once did. Everything.  “I don’t have a suit. Well, that’s not true. I have the one I was born in. That is, of course, if you’re willing to sneak me in. You see this place,” she gestured towards the building with her hand, “They don’t take kindly to homeless people coming in. I don’t think breaking the rules is really a problem for you though. Call it a hunch,” she teased. “As for you,” she grinned looking towards Saoirse, “You can look all you want to. You too,” she added, giving Byrn a quick glance. “You’re beautiful. “ Charlie returned the sweeping gaze she had given her before. Her look lingered a bit longer though as she took in the soft form of the gorgeous girl. “I see all kinds of people all day long, but never before have I seen anyone as enchanting as you.”<br/><br/>Her attention turned to Bryn, and she stepped closer. “And you. It’s a front. Isn’t it? The ice cream place? You sell outta there. Don’t you? What are you? The drug king of Gramercy? Can you prepare a proper speedball, one that will make every pore vibrate, one that will make you feel like you’re flying up as fast as you can, like your body is going to be ripped apart by the sheer force, only to be slammed back down, tingling from head to toe while you float into oblivion? With or without drugs, can you make a girl forget everything that plagues her mind, trapping her in her own private torment, and fill her body, her mind with ultimate pleasure? Can you do that?”  The thought had been pushed back earlier, but now Charlie felt like she wanted to go back. The weed had already started reminding her of how good felt back then to just let go. The way the drugs made her body feel, the way the sex made her body feel. It was all too good. She glanced over towards Saoirse, giving her a wide grin. “By the way, I’m Sky, and tonight the sky is the limit.”