CHAPTER SIX
"I need something very unique," said a scruffy looking fellow who Madam Tess had never before seen. "It's got to be soon, too."
"Yes, yes," she said in as cordial a voice as she could manage. "Won't you come in?" She stepped back and cleared the way for the man. He was probably in his thirties, but he had a youngish appearance. He smiled politely, but unnecessarily. He was, if anything, over-mannered. His unkempt black hair, his sinewy frame and disheveled clothing-though expensive, gave him a Jekyll and Hyde affect. "I need some s*x soon," he told her breathlessly). "Very soon." Had his voice not cracked, Tess might have considered him normal. But he looked like he'd come from a long distance, and he looked truly needy. "And have you the
money to pay for your, ah, shall we
