Chapter 3 Madame Lou
The low lights in the parlor glowed ember against the velvet couches and swaths of fabric that lay against the doorway. Smoke rose from Andre Banes cigarette as he sat cross-legged across from Madame Lou. Lou missed the mark of being pretty. Even in her younger days, before she owned her own establishment and was only a plain whore, men bed her reluctantly...at first. She minded what her own madame had told her in earnest "Ya going to have be smart and learn tricks, Lou...because you're not gonna make it on ya looks!" And that was just what she had done. She learned what men liked, helped the madame do odd jobs nobody else would do and she paid attention to everything! She learned that there were two kinds of arousal; the kind where men sat back and chose women they wanted, the pretty one the soft one the one that made them feel warm and ready. This was lust. But, when it was time, and the door was closed, it was a different kind of ...
