<div class="floatleft"><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><div align="center">(https://www.mediafire.com/convkey/e0c5/igj1ddod0sjrx2jzg.jpg)<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><strong>Fräulein J. Hagen</strong><br/>aka JayJay<br/>Sex Worker<br/><em>About Fräulein J.</em> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=289408.msg14241614#msg14241614)<br/>‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾</span></span></div></td><td>(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/4d/AlTeregoSeparator.png)</td></tr></tbody></table></div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… smile weakly at Peter and close my eyes … a blanket … shiver and still … fetal position to conserve heat … shivers wake me slightly and I hear the murmur of voices in the background …<br/><br/>… and my stomach rumbles … when was the last food? … a sweet roll at Nasty’s after my all-night client … and then three or four shots of rotgut vodka some time ago to take the chill off … open my eyes …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">  “Um, hey? If anyone can manage? I could use some food please? I haven’t eaten in, like, 30 or 40 hours? And I could do with someplace to change clothes too. These were, um, soiled on the way here?”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… don’t move though … do I even have energy to change clothes? … I ought to bathe and use the toilet but I feel so weak! …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">  “Some chicken broth or something like that would be nice.”</span></span><br/>