THE JOB; RANDOM WRITE UP

 I have been running series of tests for my word count and summary skills so here's one of my random write ups from my tests....

The rain fell more heavily as she hurdled in the corner of the street although she didn’t care for the muddy splashes today was a bad day.

     She wondered if there was a dry and safe place for the night the past days had been hard as the weather changed the bridge was no longer a place for a girl like her, just two nights ago she was harassed and last week she was nearly mauled to death. Looking around she spotted the usual night workers with their umbrellas open… well they liked to be referred to as escorts. She turned her gaze and was met with a dollar thrust her way reaching out she quickly grabbed it and huddled back in her corner of the street. Looking at it she knew it was the only thing she was getting that night but it was just too early to go looking for a bed so she snuggled deeper into the shadows and observed the busy street …

  It was becoming boring, this job as an escort, the whole drama was no longer unique most of the girls I got to work with had already given themselves out to who paid for them, the highest bidder. I glanced at my watch for the umpteenth time and sighed deeply my client was late or had he found a better escort. I never entertained a client twice or else my secret would have been out long ago the other girls never guessed why I always wanted to switch the young ones for the old new clients the truth was that I never slept with anyone I just stripped, drugged them and took my money as I looked around once more my eyes caught the figure huddled by the bend just off the drugstore I watched it rise and unfolded into a woman, No a girl, with the dim light, I was never sure I walked over  to fix a dollar in her cup then I saw the face and beauty was never this  radiant….