Pearl
Legacy Name: Pearl

Ugh. He was talking again. I hate it when they do that. 'Honey, please' I drawled, reveling in my accent. It had been surprisingly easy to pick that up, even for a Jersey girl like me. 'I know it's your first time, and you paid a lot of money for this. But I hate rule breakers. And what's the first rule? No talking afterward. We're not lovers 'baby'.' I glanced at him in the mirror; he seemed upset. Men and their inflated egos! But they signed the contract. They should know not to break the rules.

I went back to brushing my hair, listening to him getting dressed in the background. He wasn't a bad looking man. Too bad about that nose. His offer had been too good to refuse though. Books I'd never heard of before! I shivered a little with excitement. Most men don't realize I'm more than a whore. Sigh. I gazed at my face in the mirror while I brushed. I suppose I don't blame them, I AM a gorgeous creature after all. Nothing wrong with a little vanity, right? I finished my hair as he slipped out, closing the door behind him, and started re-applying my face. Some red for the lips, a little kohl for my eyes. I'm still young! No need to apply vulgar amounts of cosmetics like SOME of the girls here. I sighed again. Madam would probably be up soon to discuss my treatment of the customers. These Southerners! I long for the brashness of New York.

Well, enough reminiscing. I got up and put on my favorite dress. The men might like it less than my skin, but I didn't sing for them, the pigs. None of them appreciate my voice. I do it because I love it. And for the off chance that a man would actually.. Well, best not to dream too big. The chances of finding what I need here are so slim. I took one last look at my face in the mirror, and noticed a tear forming. None of that now. My face straightened itself, and I walked to the door, ready to perform once again.

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