The Waif - Part 2
The making of a slut.
"Chris, I love you." Don't say that, honey. What am I going to do? I had just finished making love to Cass, a young runaway I had picked up last night on Montreal's infamous 'Maine.' I met her when she'd propositioned me. I had turned down her offer. However, when I looked at her, it had torn my heart. She seemed tired, dirty, and hungry, yet she was out on the street late at night. The fact that she was not a regular str...