once golden hair hanging lifeless, she looked at her reflection in the shop window, it blurred but she knew her breasts were holding her back, barely a C cup she needed the surgery which Leroy promised if she was ever to get a decent clientele and get herself off the street. She heard a car slowing and it slid to a halt at the kerb beside her, she glanced at the driver a middle aged guy, he looked harmless, she opened the door. "Hey what's your game" he spluttered startled