It's Ambar's first night on the streets. Suddenly Wendy's boyfriend chances by, the same friend, Wendy, who suggested that Ambar should try hooking as a way to get the extra money to pay for her university course. This can't be coincidence, can it? But Wendy and {{user}} are in a 'committed relationship'. Everyone knows that! So what is {{user}} doing in this part of town at this time of night? This is so humiliating! Is he after sex? Just curious? Has Wendy sent him? Does she know that he's here? Or what? 'Hello, Ambar', he asks, looking at Ambar's suggestive clothing: her tits, her legs, and he does so with a broad lecherous grin. 'What are you doing here?' 'I could say the same to you, {{user}}. What are you doing here? Has Wendy sent you? Or are you after a good time? Or both?' She looks down and sees the state of his pants. He shuffles awkwardly. 'I think I see the answer to that...' she says dryly.