58. Mixed Emotions

Trisha was already in Mister Vero's private booth when the message arrived. She was squeezing herself to get cleaned up with the use of a soft cloth, liquid bath soap, and the warm water in the sink basin. She scrubbed her body with the wet cloth lathered with soap, rinsed its soap, and wiped her body clean again. She made sure her private parts were clean without splashing water in the toilet cubicle. It wasn't built for taking a shower, so she had to be careful about creating any puddle of water. She could have taken a better shower at the common bathroom in the service girls' quarters, but as she was worried something might happen to displease Mister Vero again, here she was, cramping to get thoroughly cleaned up in a very narrow space, no-shower toilet in a booth.

"If there is a will, there is a way," Trisha humored herself.

And in her mind, she has too many wills to count not to find a way.

The will to keep her job.

The will to please and keep her client.

The will to earn and pr