In the evening, at the front gate of Madam Alora's Brothel House. In the heart of the city, Janet and Lara stood outside the gate. They had just arrived from the village. Janet Brown urged Lara Almond to enter the gate with her, but Lara refused. Janet and Lara were both 20 years old. They had come from a rural village. Lara had admired Janet's classic lifestyle and had begged to follow Janet to the city, despite knowing Janet's parents were also poor.
That night, Lara wore a brown dress, clutching her box of clothes, while Janet wore a seductive blue dress paired with black shoes and urged Lara to "Come on, in." Lara refused, saying, "No Janet. I cannot go inside there with you, Is this not a hotel?" Janet frowned, "No Lara! I can't keep standing out here with you. If you don't want to go inside, it's okay, but 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 as she was a light-skinned beauty, very attractive, and she wasn't foolish not to know where Janet brought her. She knew Janet's parents were poor, now she blamed herself for following Janet to the city. Lara replied, "No Janet! I need to go back home to the village. I cannot go in there with you." Madam Alora, the owner of the Brothel house stepped out. She saw Janet standing outside and remembered that Janet had taken permission from her to travel to her village and bring her best friend to the city. Also, Janet had promised her that her best friend was beautiful. It was 6 PM, soon most of the patrons would soon be arriving. Madam Alora had just four ladies working for her, she didn't accept older women, they proved too stubborn for her to handle. Also, she had mostly young men coming into her brothel to patronize her women. She walked out to the gate, dressed in a black short dress and asked Janet, "What's going on there, Janet?" "Good evening, MA. It's my friend, Lara. She doesn't want to come inside, and we have been standing here since we arrived." Madam Alora frowned, "It's okay, you go inside. " She shifted her gaze to look at Lara. Her eyes nearby fell out seeing how beautiful Lara looked. "Good evening, ma." Lara greeted, clutching to her black box. "Yes, welcome. my dear. Why are you standing out here by the gate? Come on, inside." "No, ma. Is this not a hotel?" Madam Alora frowned, forced a fake smile and replied, "No, my dear. What do you know as a hotel? Have you been to one before?" "No, ma, but..." Lara peeped inside the gate and saw some young girls dressed in almost exposed clothing. She gulped, shook her head, and plead, "Please, MA. Can you help me to call Janet? I need to go back home to my village. I cannot go in there." Madam Alora's frowned as Lara began to cry. Madam Alora has been getting calls from rich men requesting for beautiful young women to warm their beds. She saw how cute Lara looked, contemplated how much Lara would help her to fetch. She asked Lara, "Do you have your transportation to go back to your village?" "No, Ma," Lara slowly sniffed as she stared up at Madam Alora's face. "Then you will have to work for your transportation. Are you going to enter or not? Mind you, this is not a hotel. I gave Janet the money to travel to your village and bring you here. And now you want to go back to your village. How ungrateful of you to come and insult me first, without even saying thank you, ma." "I am sorry, Ma," Lara held her traveling bag and apologized. Madam Alora replied, "Just keep your sorry to yourself and come inside now, before I ask my guards to lock my gate." Lara stood speechless for a while, not knowing what to do. She finally pushed the gate open and walked in. She could hear the faint sound of music coming out from the beautiful mansion as she tagged along with Madam Alora. They walked into the beautiful living room. Madam Alora called, "Janet!" "Yes Madam," Janet replied. Madam Alora said, "Show your friend to her room and prepare her." "No," Lara refused. "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, otherwise 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 living room. That was decorated with a golden chandelier, golden seats, and golden curtains. Janet spoke to her, "Come, Lara, let's go." Lara hesitated and finally followed Janet, knowing the beautiful woman wasn't joking about throwing her out. They walked into a room painted pink. Janet kindly took Lara's tattered traveling bag and spoke to her, "Lara, I know you're still finding it easy to believe this is what I do here in the city, but it's 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." "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, knowing he has a family. Did she think about her virginity or any of you 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 being honest with you. I'm using the latest iPhone, I have a car and do you think I have all that by keeping my virginity?" "Just shut up, Janet! If you had told me before that it was prostitution. Then I wouldn't be here. Now your madam said I have to work for my transportation. How will I work for it? If it's with my Vee-J, I cannot sleep with a man for money. Can you lend me some money, so I can go back to the village tonight?" "No, Lara, you're not going anywhere. I wish I could lend you, but you see, any money I get from my going out, my madam takes 70% and gives me only 30%. And it is not enough for me to take care of myself, let alone give to you." "You should've told me Janet. Why?" Lara began to sob. Janet apologized, "I'm sorry, Lara. Let's hurry up and bathe, before 8 pm. So, we can eat and have some time to prepare before we leave." "Leave me alone. I'm not going anywhere with you, you wicked person." Janet smiled and walked past Lara into her bathroom to take her bath. As the room was hers and since Lara was new, Madam Alora hadn't given Lara a room of her own in the executive mansion. Lara continued to sob. A few minutes later, Janet stepped out, tying a white towel and told Lara, "It's your turn now. Go and bathe." "Leave me alone. I'm not going anywhere with you." Lara cried. Janet yelled, "What has come over you, Lara?! If you don't hurry up, 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 and stopped. She asked Janet, "Where is 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 foot on the ground and angrily walked into the bathroom. The bathroom was neat, beautiful, compared to the local outdoor bathroom she used in the village. Lara knew her family were poor, since her mother married someone husband. They could barely feed in the village, as her mother later sold fruits, in the village square. Lara had a young brother, Amos, his was fair like her. Her sister, Esther looked like their father, with dark skin. Lara resembles her mother, but vowed not to sleep with any man until she got married.Lara stepped out of the bathroom after finishing her bath and walked into the room where Janet was already dressed in a skimpy pink gown. If Janet bent over, you could clearly see her behind. Lara asked, "Are you going out tonight?" Janet replied, "Yes, what else would I do, sleep?" Janet laughed, but Lara frowned, walking over to the exquisite bed and sitting down, admiring the silk bedspread as she relaxed. Janet said, "Your dress is on the bed. Madam asked me to lend you some of my clothes as you will be going out with me tonight." Lara frowned, "Going out? I'm not going anywhere with you." Ignoring Lara's response, Janet stood by the wall mirror in her room and started applying her makeup. Janet said, "I don't have time to argue with you, Lara. And honestly, you complain a lot." *Frowned.* Lara retorted, "You caused all of this. I'd rather be back in the village sipping garri than be here with you in the city doing nonsense." Madam Alora knocked on Janet's room door and en
Janet walked into the room and stared at Lara. Then she spoke, "Lara, are you through brushing your teeth? Come, let me give you a makeover." Lara responded, "No." Janet asked, "Why? You cannot step out like this." Lara replied, "I don't need any stupid makeover. I'm okay like this." Janet frowned and said, "Okay, but come, let me help you comb your hair, and you wear one of my wigs." Lara asked, "Can't we just go like this?" Janet replied, "No." Lara frowned and said, "Okay." Lara finally walked back to the chair that Janet had pulled out in front of the mirror. She sat down and watched as Janet combed her long blonde hair and tied it into a ponytail. Janet said, "Your hair is so long and silky. I doubt you still need to wear any wig, but you know, madam, you have to look hot and cute." Lara kept quiet and watched as Janet oiled her palms and rubbed it on her hair. Then Janet said, "I don't think you still need to wear the wig. As you washed your hair now after bathing, it m
Lara frowned upon listening to the two security men, and the hefty man driving the car came down. The hefty man said, "Come on, go, let him search you!" Lara shuddered in fret, "No, he cannot touch my boobs." James laughed aloud as they were all black men, and he truly admired Lara's boobs. Lara wasn't wearing any bra underneath her bigger boobs, leading him to ask, "What do I need your boobs for? Answer me now, or do you want to stay outside while they drive inside?" Lara shuddered and replied, "No." Lara frowned, and Janet walked up to her side, saying, "Go, Lara, let him search you. I doubt he will do anything silly; just endure his touch." Lara responded, "It's easy for you to say, but he cannot touch me." Lara continued to refuse, and James called out, "Peter!" The hefty man replied, "Yes." James said, "Take only the first lady inside, let her remain here." Lara replied, "No.. Okay, come and search me now." James smirked and ordered her, "Come over here!" Lara frowned
Mike walked into his parlor and stared at Lara in shock. He asked, "What's the meaning of this?" Mike was surprised to see Lara crying. His brows furrowed at her while Lara stared at him, her eyes red from crying. Their gazes met briefly before she looked away, her eyes landing on the tiled floor. Mike burst out laughing, surprising Lara. He walked slowly towards her, but she took a few steps back, finally falling onto the executive couch behind her. As she sat down forcefully, Mike approached her. He looked breathtakingly handsome and dark, even bare. "Are you trying to prove to me that you're innocent or forced to come here?" Mike asked. Lara responded with a simple, "Yes." Nodding, she avoided meeting his eyes. She was visibly afraid of him, remembering her village friend's warning that intimacy could be painful. She recalled being advised to choose a man who truly loved her, not just a random guy. Yet here she was with a man whose health status was unknown to her. Mike leane
Lara stayed in the parlor, afraid to walk out and meet Joseph. She cried as she walked back to the executive sofabed to relax. She sat carefully on the sofabed she had stood up from when Mike had taken off her shoes. She slowly lay down on the black sofabed, feeling tired with puffy eyes from crying too many hot tears. She shook, knowing the handsome guy was close to sleeping with her. Lara couldn't go outside to meet those men either, as she saw them gawking at her at the mansion entrance gate and even harassing her. She cried herself to sleep, and the following morning, she woke up to a gentle tapping on her shoulder that startled her awake. Mike said, "Hello, why are you still here? I thought I asked you to meet with Joseph last night." The day had fully broken, and Mike stepped out dressed in a black business suit to leave for work. As it was a full working Monday morning, Mike glanced at his parlor wall clock and saw it was exactly 7:30am. When he looked back at the sofabed,
Peter stared at Janet through the rearview mirror of the car as he matched the car's brake and asked, "Are you sure you're coming down?" Janet replied, "Yes, sir. My friend doesn't know her way and she might get lost." Peter said, "Okay. My job with you is done. I will let the boss know when he returns. Get down now." Janet pushed her side door open, dropped down from the car, and walked back to meet Lara. Lara saw Janet approaching her and immediately ran back to the gate to meet James, while Simon frowned and asked her, "Where are you running to? What kind of lady are you?! Do you want me to call the police or unleash the dogs on you?" Lara shuddered and stared back at Simon. She replied, "No, sir, please, sir. I cannot go with her." Lara pointed back to Janet, and Janet frowned. "What has come over you, Lara? Let's go now and stop acting hysterical." Lara replied, "No! I'm not going anywhere with you. It's better for you to take me back to the village or leave me alone!" Jan
Mike sighed after the call with his father ended. He asked himself, "What does father want from me again? Haven't I left home for good?" Mike swirled his office seat around and stared at his wristwatch. As he was still seated on his executive black couch, he noted, "6pm already. I guess I should start going there now, as I cannot sleep there for a night." Mike stood up to leave his office, knowing his father had been complaining about his Casanova nature, as he hosted a lot of women. While his mother's complaints were the worst before he finally moved out of their mansion. Mike remembered his mother telling him, "Son, there are a lot of sexual diseases out there. Your father and I just want the best for you. You need to stop hosting different ladies and stop bringing shame to our family." Mike responded, "What do you mean by shame, mom? Don't many of my age-mates have girlfriends, and even wives? Most of these young ladies out there don't love me and are only after my money." Mrs
Just as Mike walked out to the frontage veranda to leave, his father arrived and smiled at him. His father spread his arms widely open to welcome him. Mr. Richard said, "Welcome home, son." Mike responded, "Good evening, father," frowning slightly. Mr. Richard asked, "Are you already leaving now? Come, let's go inside and discuss why I wanted to see you. I had to rush down here before you left." Mike said, "I'm actually leaving now, father. I told you I didn't want to sleep in this house." He continued to frown. Mr. Richard asked, "And why is that, Mike? Is this not your home? Anyways, I won't waste much of your time; come, let's go inside now to discuss, and you stop wasting your time too." Mike sighed and followed his father back into the living room. His mother, sister, and Stella had already finished eating and stood up to welcome his father. Gloria greeted, "Welcome back, dad." Stella said, "Good evening, sir." Mrs. Cindy spoke, "Welcome home, honey." Mike frowned as he