"Mom can you stop believing I'm a hooker ? I'm not some kind of cheap whore ! I make ten times your anual salary. I'm a call girl." Says angrily Jenna.
"Good for you ! You're more paid than the street whores, but you're still a whore." Says sarcasticly her mother.
"Yes, I'm fucked for money and I like that ! I have politicians, CGO and princes for clients, they eat in my hands, and you mom ? Who have you met at your job ? The maire ?"
The words becomes really means and the two women walk each on their way, hurts.
"Shit, I won't be a little lawyer like her, I'll be fucking rich, I'm already rich in fact, I can go away from here when I want !" Says Jenna to herself.
On that words Jenna comme to her bedroom and start packing.
