"Well, that's just great!" she exclaimed. God damn, why did she feel so nervous?! She couldn't place it, and she was rambling before she could stop. It must have been something about doctor-patient confidentiality that let it come out so quickly...but people had already been calling her prostitute left and right, hadn't they? Surely he'd seen that. "There's not enough in my world to protect me and my sisters! We can only rely on the security guards that work for my Mistress..."


She stopped, smiling nervously, shaking a little.


"My Director. That's what I meant. My coworkers and the Director."


And she started mumbling.