Madelene had been watching the older woman for some time now. Or rather she had been watching her dress. The young orphan enjoyed the park mainly for that reason. So she could admire the dresses of the wealthy lady's who spent their afternoon's there.
The young girl's own dress was ripped and worn, as it was the only thing she owned. It was for this reason that she was too ashamed to let herself be seen staring at the pretty woman. She had managed to come clean with the help of a bath, but the bruises on her face from a violent client were still vivid.
Quietly the redhead peered out from behind a tree just a foot or so away from where the woman had stopped to pick flowers. If for any reason the woman would glance up, the young prostitute would quickly hide herself behind the trunk of the tree again.