Time in the Hotel room

She came in a took her coat off right away and sort of chucked it on the bed. She had on a green dress underneath. She sat down on a chair and sort of jiggled her foot around. She was very nervous, for a prostitute. She really was I think it was because she was young as hell. She was around me age. I offered her cigarette she said she didn’t smoke. You could hardly hear her. She didn’t know any better. She stood up and pulled her dress over her head. I know you supposed to feel pretty sexy when somebody does that but I didn’t. It was about the last thing I was feeling. I hung her dress up for her. It made me feel sort of sad. I thought of her going into a shop and buying it, and nobody would know she was a prostitute and all. It made me feel sad as hell.