Moira had power now, she’d been set loose, she’d set herself loose. She was now a loose woman.I think we found this frightening.

I'm not saying I'm not bad. I'm not saying I'm special. But I'm not like the Allport Street girls, who stand in doorways and go with men into alleys.All I know is I didn't want it like that. Not against the bricks or hunkering in somebody's car. I wanted it come undone like gold thread, like a tent full of birds.

At last a lifetime ambition of mine to become a pimp was satisfied.