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Att Madam Alora's home;

Janet said, "Come, Lara, let's go in."

Lara replied, "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 house. She had traveled down to her village to bring Lara, because she wanted to help Lara escape poverty.

Janet said, "Lara, I can't keep standing out here with you. If you don't want to go in, fine! You can continue to stand out here alone, as I have a lot of work to do inside, and my madam has been calling me since morning."

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

She knew Janet's parents were poor and still in the village, but with the kind of lifestyle and beautiful dresses Janet wore most times, she couldn't help but admire them, 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 Janet had asked permission to travel down to her village to bring her best friend to the city. As Janet had even promised her that her best friend was beautiful and super attractive.

It was 6:30 pm, and soon most of her eligible customers who patronized them would be coming into her brothel.

 She only had four internal ladies signed up for work: Janet, Sophia, Edith, and Mimi, as she didn't accept much older ladies because 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 house to patronize her ladies.

Madam Alora asked, "What's going on there, Janet?"

Janet answered, "Good evening, ma. It's my friend I spoke to you about. She doesn't want to come inside and has been standing out here by the gate since we arrived."

Madam Alora said, "Hmph. It's alright. You go inside; I'm coming."

Madam Alora walked out, dressed in a black short gown that barely reached her knees, revealing her dark thighs. She wore red slippers and walked majestically outside to the gate. Her eyes widened as she saw the beautiful woman standing there beside her gate, with her tattered traveling bag that she had brought 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 said, "No, ma. Isn't this a hotel?"

Madam Alora frowned and forced a fake smile as she replied, "No, my dear. What makes you think it's a hotel? Have you been to one before?"

Lara said, "No, ma, but..."

Lara peeped inside the gate and saw some ladies dressed in almost exposed clothing. She gulped and shook her head again.

Lara begged, "Please, ma, help me 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 high-profile, rich men requesting beautiful young ladies to warm their beds. Seeing the cute, fair-skinned lady standing 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.

Lara said, "No, ma."

Madam Alora replied, "Then you will have to work for it. Are you coming inside or not? And mind you, this isn't a hotel. I actually 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 to my home and insult me first, without even saying thank you, ma."

Lara held her traveling bag and apologized. "I'm 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 finally pushed the gate open and walked in, and she could hear the faint sound of music coming from the beautiful mansion in front of her as she tagged along behind Madam Alora, who walked majestically toward the house. 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 again? Look, I don't have time to waste on you, so you better be quick and move with Janet, or else I will call my guards now to throw you out this minute."

Lara gulped and stared at the rest of the young ladies standing in the beautiful living room decorated with golden chandeliers, golden seats, and golden curtains. The living room was painted in off-white, and Janet spoke to her, "Come, Lara, let's go."

Lara hesitated, and she finally followed Janet, knowing the beautiful woman wasn't joking about throwing her out.

They walked into a room painted in pink, and Janet kindly collected Lara's tattered traveling 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's not prostitution."

Lara yelled, "Liar! You're lying to me, Janet. 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, but what's the point of keeping it? You, your sister, brother, and mother can barely feed. Your father is old, and your mother knew before she ran to him and married him, knowing he already had a family. Did she think about her virginity or about any of you that she brought into this world?"

Lara replied, "Shut up, Janet! And don't you dare insult my mother!"

Janet said, "I'm not. I'm only being honest with you. Look, I'm using the latest iPhone, I have a car here, and do you think I have all that by keeping my virginity?"

Lara yelled, "Shut up, Janet! That's you and not me. If you had told me beforehand that this was prostitution, I wouldn't have followed you here. Now your madam said I have to work for my transportation fare back to the village, and how will I work for it? If it's with my vagìna, I cannot sleep with a man for money, so it's best you borrow me the money and let me go back to the village tonight."

Janet burst out laughing and she 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's not even enough for me to take care of myself, let alone give to you."

Lara frowned. "You should've told me, Janet. Why?"

Lara began to sob.

Janet said, "I'm sorry, Lara. Let's hurry up and bathe before it's 8 pm, 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 smirked and walked past Lara to take her bath in her bathroom as the room was hers, and since Lara was new, her madam hadn't yet 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 herself with water dripping down from her body.

Janet said, "It's your turn now, go in and bathe."

Lara replied, "No, you leave me alone. I'm not going anywhere with you."

Janet asked, "What has come over you, Lara? If you don't hurry, then be ready to leave, as my madam has a little hot temper."

Lara sniffed, not having any other choices. She walked toward the bathroom door and stood by the door. She asked, "Where's the towel I will use?"

Janet replied, "There are still about five neat towels in there. I hardly use them, although we have a dry cleaner that washes our clothes, so I'm sure they're still neat."

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

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

Lara had step-siblings, but they weren't close, as her mother was very fair-skinned and almost white in complexion like her, making her fair-skinned too. But her younger sister, Esther, was dark-sknned like their father, while her younger brother, Amos, was fair-skinned like her.

Lara knew they could barely feed, as her mother later sold fruits in the village square because her aged father didn't care about them anymore and only used her mother to satisfy his sexual urges, even though it resulted in them.

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