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Outside the front gate of Madam Alora’s brothel, Janet said, “Come, Lara, let’s go inside.”

Lara responded, “No, Janet, you didn’t tell me we were going to a hotel.”

Janet frowned as she stood at the gate entrance to her madam’s brothel home. She had previously travelled down to her village to bring Lara because she wanted to help Lara move out of poverty.

Janet replied, “Lara, I can’t keep standing out here with you. Fine, if you don’t want to go inside, you can continue to stand out here alone. I have a lot of work to do inside, and my madam has been calling me since morning.”

Lara frowned. She was a light-skinned beauty, very attractive, and she wasn’t foolish not to know where Janet had taken her.

She knew that Janet’s parents were poor and also lived in the village, but with the kind of lifestyle and beautiful dresses that Janet wore most times, she couldn’t help but admire it, as she mostly wore rags.

Lara replied, “I need to go back home to the village. I cannot go in there with you.”

Madam Alora stepped out and saw Janet standing by the gate. She remembered that Janet had taken permission from her to travel down to her village to bring her best friend to the city. Janet had even promised her that her best friend was very beautiful.

It was 6:30 p.m., and soon most of her eligible customers who usually patronised them would arrive at her brothel home. She had only four internal ladies signed up for work: Janet, Sophia, Edith, and Mimi.

She didn’t accept much older ladies, as they proved too stubborn for her to handle and also wanted to know her secrets. Besides, she mostly had young men coming into her brothel home to patronise her ladies.

Madam Alora asked, “What’s going on there, Janet?”

Janet replied, “Good evening, ma. This is my friend I spoke to you about, Lara Almond. She doesn’t want to come inside and has been standing outside here by the gate since we arrived.”

Madam Alora sighed. “Hmph. It’s alright. You go inside. I am coming.”

Madam Alora walked out, dressed in a short black gown that barely reached her knee length and revealed her black thigh skin. She wore red slippers and walked majestically outside towards the gate. Her eyeballs grew bigger as she saw the beauty goddess standing outside beside her gate with her tattered travelling bag that she had brought with her from the village.

Lara greeted, “Good evening, ma.”

Madam Alora replied, “Yes, welcome. Why are you standing out here by the gate? Come inside.”

Lara replied, “No, ma. Is this not a hotel?”

Madam Alora frowned and forced a fake smile. She replied, “No, my dear. What do you know is a hotel? Have you been to one before?”

Lara said, “No, ma, but…”

She peeped inside the gate and saw some ladies dressed in almost exposed wears. She gulped, shook her head, and said, “Please, ma, help me to call Janet. I need to go back home to the village. I cannot go in there.”

Lara began to cry, and Madam Alora’s eyes narrowed at her.

Madam Alora had been getting calls from wealthy men requesting beautiful young ladies to warm up their beds. Seeing the beautiful lady who stood outside by her gate without any makeup, she shook her head and spoke, “Do you have your transport fare to go back home to the village?”

Lara slowly sniffed as she stared up at Madam Alora’s face. She replied, “No, ma.”

Madam Alora said, “Then you will have to work for it. Are you coming inside or not? Mind you, this is not a hotel. I gave Janet money to travel down to your village and bring you here, because she spoke about you disturbing her to come with her to the city. And now you just got here and want to go back to your village again! How ungrateful of you to come here to my home and insult me first without even saying thank you, ma.”

Lara held her travelling bag and apologised, “I am sorry, ma.”

Madam Alora replied, “Keep your sorry to yourself and come inside now, before I ask my guards to lock back my gate.”

Lara stood speechless for a while, not knowing what to do. She pushed the gate open and walked in. She could hear the faint sound of music coming out from the beautiful mansion in front of her as she tagged along Madam Alora, who walked majestically towards the house frontage. They walked into the beautiful living room.

Madam Alora called, “Janet!”

Janet replied, “Yes, Madam.”

Madam Alora said, “Show your friend to her room and prepare her.”

Lara refused. “No…”

Madam Alora asked, “What do you mean by no?! Aren’t you going back to the village? Look, I don’t have time to waste on you. Better be quick to move with Janet, else I will call my guards now to throw you out this minute.”

Lara gulped and stared at the rest of the beautiful young ladies standing in the exquisite living room that was decorated with a golden chandelier, golden seats, and golden curtains. The living room was painted in off-white colour.

Janet spoke to her, “Come, Lara, let’s go.”

Lara hesitated, before following Janet, knowing the beautiful woman wasn’t joking about throwing her out.

They walked into a room painted in pink. Janet kindly collected Lara’s tattered travelling bag from her hand and spoke to her, “Lara, I know you’re still finding it hard to believe this is what I do here in the city, but it is not prostitution.”

Lara responded, “Liar! You’re lying to me. You should’ve told me before now. I told you I don’t want to sleep with any man for money. I don’t want to lose my virginity until I’m married.”

Janet said, “Hmph. I’m sorry, Lara, but what’s the point of you keeping it? You, your sister, brother, and mother could barely feed, as your father is old, and your mother knew this before she ran to him and married him. And knowing he already had a family before, did she think about her virginity or about any of you that she brought into this world?”

Lara yelled, “Shut up, Janet! Don’t you dare insult my mother!”

Janet responded, “I’m not, Lara. I’m only being honest with you. Look, I’m using the latest iPhone. I’ve a car here. Do you think I have all that by keeping my virginity?”

Lara replied, “Shut up, Janet! That’s you and not me. If you had told me before that it’s prostitution, I wouldn’t have followed you here. Now your madam said I have to work for my transportation fare to go back to the village. How will I work for it? If it’s with my Vee-J, I cannot sleep with a man for money, so it’s best you borrow me the money. Let me go back to the village this night.”

Janet burst out laughing and replied, “No, Lara, you’re not going anywhere. I wish I could borrow you my money and give it to you for free, but you see, any money I get from going out, my madam takes 70% and gives me only 30%. And it is not even enough for me to take care of myself, let alone give to you.”

Lara frowned. “You should’ve told me before. Why, Janet?”

Lara began to sob.

Janet apologised, “I’m sorry, Lara. Let’s hurry up and bathe, before it’s 8 p.m. so we can eat and have some time to prepare before we leave.”

Lara replied, “Leave me alone. I’m not eating or preparing to go anywhere with you. You wicked fellow.”

Janet smiled and walked past Lara to take her bath in her bathroom. The room was hers, and since Lara was new, her madam hadn’t given Lara a room of her own in the executive mansion.

Lara continued to sob. A few minutes later, Janet stepped out of the bathroom, tying a white towel around her chest, with water dripping down from her body.

Janet said, “It’s your turn now, Lara. Go in and bathe.”

Lara replied, “No, you leave me alone. I’m not going anywhere with you.”

Janet yelled, “What has come over you, Lara?! If you don’t do it quick, then be ready to leave, as my madam is a little hot-tempered.”

Lara sniffed, and not having any other choices, she walked towards the bathroom door and stood by the door.

Lara asked, “Where’s the towel I will use?”

Janet responded, “There are still about five neat towels in there. I hardly use them. Although we have dry-cleaners that wash our clothes, so I’m sure they’re still neat.”

Lara stomped her feet on the ground and angrily walked into the bathroom to bathe.

The bathroom was beautiful compared to the local outside bathroom they used in her village. They were truly poor since her mother went ahead and married an already married man with grown-up kids.

Lara had three step-siblings, but they weren’t close. Her mother was fair in complexion, making her fair too. But her younger sister, Esther, was black like their father, while her younger brother, Amos, was fair like her.

Her mother later sold fruits in the village square. Since her aged father didn’t care about them and only used her mother to satisfy his sèxual urge—even as it resulted in them.

Lara knew that Janet was right, but she vowed not to sleep with any man until she got married.

Lara stepped out of the bathroom after she finished bathing and walked into the room. Janet had already finished dressing in a skimpy pink gown that, if she bent, you could clearly see her buttocks from behind.

Lara asked, “Are you going out this night?”

Janet responded, “Yes. Or what does it look to you that I want to do? Sleep?”

Janet laughed out, but Lara frowned. She slowly walked to the exquisite bed and sat on it while admiring the silk bedspread, as she felt like relaxing on it.

Janet said, “That’s your dress on the bed. Madam asked me to lend you one of my clothes, as you will be going out with me tonight.”

Lara frowned. “Going out to where? I’m not going anywhere with you.”

Janet ignored Lara and stood by the wall mirror in her room, applying her makeup.

Janet said, “I don’t have time to argue with you, Lara. Honestly, you nag a lot.” She frowned.

Lara replied, “You caused all these. Even though I’m at the vill