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The ABC Affair Challenge 2019 - H is for House
Hattie Adler leant against the doorframe of the bordello she owned. Though not strictly legal, Miss Adler’s ‘House of Ill Repute’ was rarely bothered by the authorities, given that many of them were frequent visitors. Lazily fanning herself, she smiled as she noticed a worried looking young man across the street. He was clearly plucking up the courage to come across, if the way he was clutching his hat was anything to go by.
The blond, though fairly young looking, was definitely at an age where he should have had experience of a woman. It seemed to Hattie, however, that it was a situation he was hoping to remedy at her establishment. Catching his eye, she waggled her finger and beckoned him over.
“There’s no need to fret, darlin’,” she purred. “We don’t bite; unless you want us to.”
The blond could barely look up as he mumbled a question.
“You’ll have to speak up, darlin’.
“Is this the Rising Sun?” he asked.
“Now then, that on depends on who is doin’ the askin’,” Hattie replied.
“M..my name is Illya.”
“Well now, Illya,” Hattie said, as she placed a finger under his chin, and raised his head. “Are you able to pay for your education?”
Illya nodded, and began to reach for his wallet. Miss Adler laid her hand across his, and told him not to go waving money around on the street.
“Come on in,” she told him. “I’m sure I can find a young lady who can teach you the ways of the world.”
“M..my buddy told me to ask for Tilly,” Illya stated. “He said she would be gentle.”
Hattie raised an amused eyebrow. Whoever this kid was, his ‘buddy’ was apparently a man with a sense of humour. Tilly was one of her most experienced girls, and didn’t take any prisoners when it came to virgins. The woman had ruined many a poor boy, and given them an insight into a world they would never want to leave.
“You’re the customer,” she said, with a chuckle. “I’ll take you to her.”
Tilly’s room was on the second floor of the house, and decorated in shades in red and pink. The Rising Sun was almost a respectable establishment, and was therefore clean and presentable. It could easily be taken for an everyday guesthouse. Miss Adler knocked on the door and guided Illya in.
“You have been recommended to this young man by a friend of his,” she explained. “Do be gentle with him.”
Once she had left, Illya dropped the nervous act instantly.
“I understand a man can learn many lessons here,” he said.
“There’s only one lesson a man needs to learn, and that is to listen to what he is told.”
Tilly then reached into a draw and took out a miniature spool of audio tape, which was inside a clear, plastic protective case. She didn’t hand it over straight away, as she needed to hear one further code phrase.
“Consider the lesson learned,” Illya stated, and accepted the tape.
“If you leave now, it will look suspicious,” Tilly told. “What do you want to do?”
“Well, I generally do not pay women for sex but, as I will be leaving money for the sake of appearances, and we have some time to kill . . .”
He didn’t need to finish the sentence, and a little while later, Miss Adler noticed that the nervous young man was infinitely more confident when he left.
.
The blond, though fairly young looking, was definitely at an age where he should have had experience of a woman. It seemed to Hattie, however, that it was a situation he was hoping to remedy at her establishment. Catching his eye, she waggled her finger and beckoned him over.
“There’s no need to fret, darlin’,” she purred. “We don’t bite; unless you want us to.”
The blond could barely look up as he mumbled a question.
“You’ll have to speak up, darlin’.
“Is this the Rising Sun?” he asked.
“Now then, that on depends on who is doin’ the askin’,” Hattie replied.
“M..my name is Illya.”
“Well now, Illya,” Hattie said, as she placed a finger under his chin, and raised his head. “Are you able to pay for your education?”
Illya nodded, and began to reach for his wallet. Miss Adler laid her hand across his, and told him not to go waving money around on the street.
“Come on in,” she told him. “I’m sure I can find a young lady who can teach you the ways of the world.”
“M..my buddy told me to ask for Tilly,” Illya stated. “He said she would be gentle.”
Hattie raised an amused eyebrow. Whoever this kid was, his ‘buddy’ was apparently a man with a sense of humour. Tilly was one of her most experienced girls, and didn’t take any prisoners when it came to virgins. The woman had ruined many a poor boy, and given them an insight into a world they would never want to leave.
“You’re the customer,” she said, with a chuckle. “I’ll take you to her.”
Tilly’s room was on the second floor of the house, and decorated in shades in red and pink. The Rising Sun was almost a respectable establishment, and was therefore clean and presentable. It could easily be taken for an everyday guesthouse. Miss Adler knocked on the door and guided Illya in.
“You have been recommended to this young man by a friend of his,” she explained. “Do be gentle with him.”
Once she had left, Illya dropped the nervous act instantly.
“I understand a man can learn many lessons here,” he said.
“There’s only one lesson a man needs to learn, and that is to listen to what he is told.”
Tilly then reached into a draw and took out a miniature spool of audio tape, which was inside a clear, plastic protective case. She didn’t hand it over straight away, as she needed to hear one further code phrase.
“Consider the lesson learned,” Illya stated, and accepted the tape.
“If you leave now, it will look suspicious,” Tilly told. “What do you want to do?”
“Well, I generally do not pay women for sex but, as I will be leaving money for the sake of appearances, and we have some time to kill . . .”
He didn’t need to finish the sentence, and a little while later, Miss Adler noticed that the nervous young man was infinitely more confident when he left.
.