''Can joy be found in the most primitive things? Or do all the things that make us happy need to be complicated? We don't know the answer too and we don't need to know! Joy must be felt with no regret and without overthinking. Get pleased by our women or men right now! You'll remember that you are living!''

A beautiful elvish woman was talking loudly on the street at night. The street was crowded with both men and women. Some tried to convince others, and some knew where they were going and what they were doing as they came here countless times. 

''Hold my hand tightly love, it's crowded here.'' Said the mother of Pazz to him with a smile on her face. ''Sorry, we need to cross from here.'' 

Pazz was a boy that was 5 years old, decent looking with red eyes and black hair and had a calm persona. 

His mother, Anmy, is a woman who has red hair and black eyes. A protective mother that can get angry easily if the subject is about her one and only child.

''It's okay Mom.'' 

That street was called 'The Steps to the Pleasure'. All kinds of, drugs, sexuality, gambling, stealing, and all. A street that's so open-armed that can contain all of these its inside in one night.

After some walking a hand appears on the left arm of Pazz. 

''Hey boy.'' A man that's at least 190 cm. With a deep but clean voice. 

Anmy immediately pulled Pazz to her back and turned to the man.

''What do you want, Rick?'' with an angry face.

'The man's name was Rick' Pazz thought. ''Conversation is needed. Come with me.'' Rick said. He was not asking but demanding.

''Not now. I am not alone.'' Anmy said and looked at the Pazz for a second.

''The only thing I will say to you is come. He doesn't care if you are alone or not.'' Rick said. Looking into Anmy's eyes. 

''Pazz...'' Anmy turned to the Pazz and sat on her knees on the ground. ''You know the way to the home, right? Can you go to home before me? Mommy got a gig on the last second.'' She said. Sounded very reassuring.

Pazz just nodded his head and started to run home.

''I thought he was your brother or something. Since you look this He looked over to her body young and full.'' Rick chuckled. Still looking at her in not a very pleasing way.

''Will we go or do you want me to make your balls my shooting dummies?'' She got up from the ground. 

Rick just giggled and started walking.

After a few minutes, they were walking in the deserted streets of alleys. The shiny colorful lights and the smell of drugs were gone. Silent, cold, and alone streets. 

Anmy felt like there were countless eyes on her, watching from the dark as they walked. Smiling behind the cape of death. Looking like she got something that they had before.

After a few minutes of walking, they came to the place, an abandoned factory. 

Two guards were holding a knife and an axe on their axe at the opening of the fences that looked like an entrance.

Rick got close to those guards and Anmy followed. 

''Job as always.'' Rick said.

One of the guards said, ''Password first.''.

''There is no fucking password!'' Rick yelled to the guard.

''Pass.'' the other one said and they opened the way to them. 

''I can't believe he found a password that even Rick can remember.'' One guard said to the other.

''I don't think he knows the password yet.'' the other said to the first while laughing.

Inside the factory had nothing in it except for a table and a few seats.

''Sit.'' the person on the seat talked. The only seat that was taken. ''We, got an offer.''

Anmy looked at the person that was sitting with a frown face.