MOIRA: THE BLUE MASK
Naked Den was a pleasure house unlike most; elegant, indulgent, and overflowing with wealth.
The amenities were divine, the patrons had deep, generous pockets, and the house had rules that actually favored the maidens.
Not that I ever needed that part.
Any pleasure house I worked in always favored me. I was not just any courtesan, after all.
“Sweet, beautiful Moira!”
I moved gracefully past, offering the male customer a charming smile and a wave.
“The sweetest herself,” another drawled, draping an arm around my waist.
Leaning in, I placed a quick kiss on his lips and purred, “Thank you, Lord Koffs.”
I glided like seductive water, with elegant steps through the hallway, soaking in the praise and adoration that followed in my wake. Just the way I liked it.
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