She hadn’t given him much of a choice in the matter, though. Today was the yearly grand market when merchants from all the neighboring realms came t...o hawk their wares. The scene was always so very much like a carnival and the queen refused to witness it from her bedroom window again this year. She was going to take it all in first hand – without the oppressive attentions of her personal guard. Either she would sneak out of the castle on her own, or her husband could come with her to help ensure. She was not as pretty as the picture that she had sent me. It would not be the last time that this would happen. I picked them up in front of their trailer. She had been pretty once. You could tell that life had been really hard on her.How had she found me? Oh yes. My early forms of recruitment were business cards printed on my computer. I used to stick them on phone booths. I had no money for advertising. I had to sc**** together the cash to pay for my very first shoot. The guy that was with. With her pants gone she wondered what was supporting her in mid-air against the wall but she was unable to look down far enough to make sense of it. The critters had now cut the threads of her shirt along the top and the sides, causing the black cloth to slowly fold forward onto her breasts before casually sliding off her, taking her disassembled bra cups along to the ground. The crawling subsided as quickly as it had appeared. Somehow her slip had managed to hold its ground as a last line of. I was content. I am very smart however, and I got a very good scholarship from NYU after high school, despite not having the best resume when it came to after-school activities. Catching all 151 Pokemon back in sixth grade isn’t really something you put on your transcript.The first year at NYU was hectic, but exciting. I took the opportunity to start over again, to try and find a group of friends I could hang with. I joined a bunch of different clubs (including a gaming club) and I tagged along.