Kara removed herself from the stall in the employee bathroom, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand before looking at the pale reflection looking back at her. It had now been a week since she had been an official escort and although she battled with the sinful nature of the guilt that seemed to rush through her after each encounter, the bonuses and payment she received had softened the blow. But now she was beginning to experience the nature of her pregnancy, now facing morning sickness, she had to excuse herself from many of these clients to deal with it-explaining that she had to freshen up. Each time, she would then wash her mouth out with water, pat her face dry, and down as many mints as she could before the peppermint flavor began to burn deep in her throat. She would apply anot
