Disclaimer: I do not own Enslaved the game, I'm just playing in the world and having fun. Turtle is mine but if anyone wants to borrow her that's cool with me just ask. Also I do not think that prostitution is a good thing. The women who have to prostitute themselves are to be pitied and it's not a glamorous lifestyle. So don't flame me for talking about it. Thank you

Bathing

Trip was trying to take all this in. Turtle knew Monkey, Turtle was a beautiful woman who knew Monkey and now Turtle was making nice with Trip. Turtle smiled at Trip, not her secret smile but one that was gentle and kind. Turtle began to disrobe and gestured to Trip to do the same. "Put your dirty clothes in this drawer and while we are bathing, my staff was come to get it. They will leave us robes to wear."

Trip blushed as Turtle disrobed and put on a towel, Trip turned her back to get her clothes as well. "First things first. Please wash yourself with water and soap. I will wash your back and your hair. You poor thing, how long have you been traveling with Monkey?" Trip was still blushing as she sat down before the bucket and started to wash herself. "I have been traveling with him for...I don't know."

Turtle frowned at this admission; "You don't know? Greater than six weeks or six months?" Trip was confused and she turned her head to face Turtle. "How old are you Trip?" Trip smiled and proudly said; "I'll be twenty summers in a few weeks." Turtle nodded at this, "Almost twenty years old then a good age for adventures. How many days child, how many weeks have you traveled with Monkey? Do you know that seven days make a week for the rest of humanity?"

Trip nodded slowly as she thought about her father explaining that other people thought of the world in 'days, months and years but we Trip, here safe in our wind farm, think of time in seasons and you were born in the summer season.' Her father's gentle voice drifted through Trip's mind like smoke on water. "My father told me that other people's used different time from us." Turtle smiled at Trip; "You were kind to mother to be born in the summer so she didn't have to carry during those hot months."

Trip was confused by this statement and asked Turtle; "What do you mean? Kind to her?" Turtle raised her right eyebrow before she replied. "What much did your father tell you about pregnancy for women?" Trip bit her bottom lip, then replied; "He told how babies were created and that pregnancy was dangerous for women. My mother died in childbirth with my little brother about five years later."

"You poor thing, you never really knew your mother." Turtle had finished washing Trip's back and now got up to change the water in the bucket. "Lean back so that I can wash your hair dear." Trip did as she was asked and felt the wonderful sensation of warm water on her scalp. Trip sighed in contentment and Turtle began to gently wash Trip's hair. "so back to my original question, how long have traveled with Monkey?"

"About six months I think. We have traveled from a huge city in the east back to my home..." Trip's voice trailed from at this and Turtle noted it to question Monkey about later. "Well you were very lucky to get him to help you home and now to continue to travel to you, going wherever you are going." Turtle carefully watched Trip's face as she said this noting the look of self-disdain on her pretty face. "That's not exactly true.." Once again Trip's voice trailed off into silence.

Trip felt relaxed as Turtle continued to massage her scalp and the silence between as friendly. Trip mustered her courage to ask Turtle, "How did you meet Monkey?" Turtle laughed quietly before answering; "Now that is a story worth the telling. As I'm sure you have realized this a brothel and I am it's madam." Trip sat up at this and whirled to look at Turtle. "What? This place is a brothel?" Turtle was surprised at this response. "Yes. What did think this place was?"

"I don't know...an inn I guess." Trip's voiced became softer and softer as she spoke. Turtle face's broke into a smile then she began to laugh, a full body laugh. "Oh my god! He's in so much trouble! How did you not know dear girl? I would have thought that you knew what kind of place this was by the fact that all the girls were dressed in so little." Trip blushed 'again my face is on fire by now' and she couldn't meet Turtle's eyes.

After what seemed like hours to Trip, Turtle stopped laughing. "I'm sorry Trip but I had thought that you knew. You see dear not everyone has a father who loves them, neither care enough to protect them from the bad things/people in the world or have the means to protect their beautiful daughters. This not the only place like it in the world dear, just in this area. And I run this area with an iron fist. I don't care how my girls pay their rent, just that they do. Not ever girl who lives here is a prostitute some are maids for the wealthy people who live in the area or cook or do whatever they can."

"Now you should get into that bathwater before it's gets cold." Turtle stood up and walked to where they had disrobed. "I'll be back in little while to get you out for your clean bed." With that Turtle walked about of the bathroom and Trip was left to think about why Monkey had trusted a brothel enough to come back here multiple times. 'Oh god what if he likes one of those girls? Like that little blonde one who threw herself into his arms...oh god..." With thoughts running through her mind, Trip did as she was told and got into the warm bathwater.

Turtle walked downstairs and gave Monkey a sign to follow her. Monkey was able to get up and follow her without Pigsy seeing him, Pigsy being too busy watching the girls walk by. Monkey walked up two flights of stairs to Turtle personal study. The number of books in it still stocked him, he took a moment to try and see if he could guess how many new books she had acquired since he had last been there. "I have gotten about forty new books and twenty doubles of books I all already had." Turtle walked to her desk and sat down behind, she gestured to the chair in front for him to sit in.

Monkey grunted and sat down. Turtle was giving him an odd look but he knew to just wait just she had figured out how she wanted to say what was on her mind. "Where did you get that girl?" Monkey sighed and told her about the slave ship, getting off it and waking up to her and the hand band. "So now what are you doing?" "That crazy girl wants to kill the man who did all this to her home and father, so she broke her end of our deal. I'm stuck with her until she decides that she done. After that I don't know. I know that she's just hurt and young but that doesn't make this any easier."

Turtle had closed her eyes during this explanation, now she opened them, to look at Monkey. "I need information though, when we got to her home, it had an odd bridge work to keep mechs out but it was set down like someone was trapping people in not people running from the mechs or slavers. She told that the man to designed it was a guy named Mark." Turtle frowned; "Do you have any more information about this guy? Like what looks like or a last name?" Monkey shook his head; "No I was a little busy when she was telling me about him."

Turtle waved her hand, "Don't worry about it then I'll get from her later. Now yo do know that she is infatuated with you?" Monkey's brow's came down in surprise; "What are you talking about?" Turtle laughed, full body again, "You didn't know? That girl is half in love with you. And you, you great thick thing that you are, you didn't know. It's hilarious!" Monkey glared at her, "I don't think that's funny! Are you serious?" Turtle nodded at him. "Oh yes I'm very serious. She right now is thinking about why you know this place and why you trust us enough to come here to get food, fuel, etc." Monkey put his head in his hands as he began to realize what Trip was going to say to him when she saw him again. "Oh god...she's going to kill me. She's going to think that I use this place." Turtle shrugged at that, "You could always tell her the truth. That you just work for food and fuel then yo move on to wherever the hell you go."

Monkey shook his head still in his hands; "I don't think that she'll believe that. And what am I suppose to do with a girl in love with me?" At that statement Turtle smirked, "You could always fall in love back. It's not hard to love someone especially when they are well on their way to loving you." Monkey's head shot up "No! I will not need her anymore than I already do! She could die on this damn journey or I could die and then she not only be alone but heart broken too." Turtle sighed "You fool it's too late for that. If you die, she's going to be heart broken and if she's dies you die. So why not? Why not take a risk?"

Monkey slowly stood up; "I'm going to bed now. Tell me tomorrow where to go for the first thing you need me to get." He walked out of Turtle's study and she called good night to him. 'Fool. He's already half in love back with her. If she can play this right, he will love her for all of his life.' Turtle put her head on one hand and thought about where she was going to send those three first. "The farm, the mine, the mill or straight into the nest itself. Choices choices.'