Immoral Passions

Bonding

"You can use the spare towel inside.. I'll be right here when you come out," Wendy said while pushing Irene inside the washroom with some extra clothes in hand.

Irene who was tired and was feeling very depressed just did as she was told. She took a nice shower in Wendy's huge impressive washroom and changed up into soft branded clothes. After spending some time in hot water, she was feeling better and back in her senses. When she came out, she saw Wendy closing the door to their room with two bowls in her hand.

"Oh good you're done. Come lets eat," Wendy said with a smile on her face as she gestured towards the two two huge chairs beside the window of the room.

After sitting down, Wendy gave a bowl of noodles to the stripper and kept a bottle of water in front of her too.

"Sorry I couldn't make you anything else.. is this fine?," Wendy asked worriedly wondering if the meal is fine for the older woman.

Irene who knew that if she would have been alone, she would have just cried to sleep and not bothered to eat anything just nodded. Wendy's small caring gestures were melting her heart each second. She and Wendy both ate the noodles in silent until they were done. Wendy thought that it would be better to just be quiet as they ate as Irene was in no mood of small talking.

"It's late let's sleep," Wendy stated after they were done eating. It was almost 1 am and both of them were stressed and sleepy.

Irene stood up and saw Wendy going inside her blanket. The bed was quite big and fluffy and Irene knew it hugged her quite well, unlike her own. She got inside the covers too on the opposite side of where her client was. After they were both settled comfortably, Wendy turned off the lights, making the room pitch black.

Although it was dark, none of them were asleep. Both of them were looking up at the ceiling with their eyes open. The moonlight from the window was now making things inside a little visible and even if they couldn't see clearly, everything was prominent.

Wendy was in a dilemma if she should go into Irene's personal space or stay away. She wanted to comfort her friend but at the same time didn't want the latter to be uncomfortable in any way. After 10 minutes of debating, she turned sideways and crawled towards Irene. She hugged the older girl from the side and snuggled her face into the latter's neck. She could feel that Irene was lying on her back, staring above into darkness.

"Are you okay?," Wendy asked even though she knew the answer. How can Irene be okay? How can anybody in Irene's place be okay?

"I am," Irene answered plainly in a whisper. Now that she was back to reality, that slap was nothing.

"Leave that place," Wendy blurted out. She has been keeping that in from quite some time now. One month.

"I can't," Irene said, closing her eyes.

"Why? What do you owe them? Tell me," Wendy asked a little impatiently while inhaling the older woman's natural seductive scent from her neck. Irene's perfume was too strong to go off in just one shower.

"If I could.. do you think I would be here?," Irene said in a small pitiful scoff.

"I can help you.. if it's money I can help you. How much do you owe?," Wendy asked finally.

It's not just about money.. I'm afraid he'll never let me go.. but somehow, talking to you makes my mind and heart to relax..

Irene said to herself.

"How much unnie? Please tell me," Wendy asked again after a few minutes.

Irene turned to face sideways to Wendy too, hugging the younger girl for comfort she desired. It felt absolutely amazing to hug Wendy. It was like all her troubles were getting washed away by the safe warm hug.