[Anaïs M]
[After the most recent payday at the club, sifting through the cash that comes to her in an envelope with just her name on it, no sign of bank account or official paperwork anywhere. There's more cash than there had even been in each of the previous weeks. She'd been stunned by the first week, almost protesting, but she wasn't quite altruistic enough at that point. And she's been hiding it, squirrelling it away as best she can at home ever since. But the amount has gone up. And so, very reluctantly, and with no cursing at all:]
Um, I don't know if this is where I should talk to you. But I think there might be something wrong with my pay?