Twenty silver wouldn't put too huge a dent in her savings.  She could afford it.  But still, the frugal side of her reminded her that each of those coins was at least one or two times a man had pawed at her and cum inside her.  Sometimes a silver piece represented more than one such outting.  Fat Kald for example rarely if ever gave her any coins, and she was lucky if he tossed her a rag to clean up with.  Then again, some other men were generous and paid their silver and added an extra.  Being a whore didn't pay overly well after all.<br/><br/>She still had a fairly full purse, even if it was lightened after fishing out the coins.  She wouldn't starve and she wouldn't have to steal to get the payment.<br/><br/>"Wait?" He laughed and then he  grimaced, "Hold on... nnnggghh."  He reached down and took the head of the woman between his legs.  He held her face down and shoved her head so that her face was buried into the wirey black nest of pubes he had.  He groaned and let his head roll backwards.   After a moment or two, the woman began slapping at his thight lightly but quickly and he groaned once or twice more before releasing her.  With a gasp for air she pulled her head back, some of the orc's white cum trickling down her chin as she did.  He looked down at her and said, "Go wait outside now.  Then when this one comes out, take her to get whatever clothing fit her and that she can wear out.  One outfit, no more."<br/><br/>The woman nodded and stood and left the room without even cleaning the spunk from her face.<br/><br/>Fehaz laced himself up and said, "It's about sixth bell now.  My friend comes on shift at eighth bell.  I can send a runner for him to meet you here first and you can walk with him if you're worried about being accosted.  Once he gets you to the gates and you are on the otherside, our deal is done.  Agreed?"