The Nervous Sweetheart

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Once I arrive at the Molly house, I knock on the back door.

This place is disguised as a tavern and the sluts are not allowed to enter through the front.

This works out for us because we may be whores, but we still want to protect our reputation.

Otherwise we would probably be beaten or shunned.

Harlots receive ill treatment and on top of all that if it's discovered that we are men, well...

The whole business is done for.

As soon as I'm inside, I head upstairs to my assigned room.

Valentine is not exactly good to us, but we are provided with basic needs along with a few things that we technically don't need.

One of those luxuries is a bottle of perfume.

We are provided with it so that we don't stink when we're done.

We're also provided with a very comfortable bed, although it's mostly for our client's benefit.

Wine and candles help set the mood.

Makeup is kept there so we can touch up for our next client.

I sit down on the bed and wait for whoever walks through the door.

Before long, a tall man wearing a heavy  black  cloak and matching gloves hiding his face and body  is  the  first to walk in the room.

He seems fidgety.

"Why, hello handsome.~"

I say in a flirty tone since it seems like he is feeling shy.

He jumps a little, startled.

Maybe he's less shy and more worried.

"Erm-  Sorry. I'm new to this place.

As in, the kingdom itself.

I'm unsure if my kind is welcome here."

I offer a kind smile.

Because he seems really nervous, I do not immediately suggest getting on with it.

Instead I politely pat the space beside me.

"Come on. Have a seat.

Would you like a drink?

Valentine only provides the best wine."

He nods and walks further into the room.

He glances around before finally sitting.

I stand up and pour two glasses of wine.

"What's your name, handsome?"

I coo in a soothing voice as I hand him his glass.

He takes it and starts making an unusual sound.

Like a cat's purr mixed with the sound one of my friends makes when they are happy or extremely relaxed and content.

My guess is it's the latter.

I have heard from a lot of my clients that my voice is really relaxing.

Especially when I speak softly.

That, and it's really unique.

I have an accent that sounds like the one most people around here have, but there's an unusual spin to it.

It apparently adds to the sex appeal.

Like a sexy exotic man.

But I was born and raised here in Hyrazbinlot.

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