Hope left the warehouse quickly, unable to stand being in the same building as Cyrus any longer. He was kind and he seemed like a good man but she had never touched another so intimately before. She wished she lived in a different world. A world where she didn't have to touch another man to keep her job. She shivered as she remembered the feel of him under her hand. He was a handsome man, older than she was by several decades, but still showing his youth. It was a perk of being part of the upper class.
Everly walked next to her, they both looked down as they made their way home. It was a forty minute walk back to their houses on Beech Street, and Hope knew her family would be waiting there for her. She finally understood how Everly felt all of those times their supervisor, Mark, had call
