Bab 38: Chapter 37 Called it soliciting

"Sir, a shlong?" I questioned the man who sat in front of me, eyeing me from head to toe.

"Yes, a shlong." He repeated.

"You mentioned working here for a few, I presume that Gallagher boy must have taught you a few things... I quite like experienced girls. The criers, make my head hurt." He paused, scratching his scruffy beard for a bit. I could have sworn this man was Master Joshua's age group. "Tracy mentioned you left for a bit to be of help at the Gallagher plot, I'm sure they wouldn't mind if I bought you. Mhm—"

It all suddenly made sense.

I felt very uncomfortable.