A new day began for Agony.
A new client would come to the brothel any time quickly. And she would let in him, just like any other day.
Like she ever wanted this to happen. In this busy city bordering on the Belgian Coast, she was the most popular peripatetic woman.
Every guy that wandered around the Common House place wanted to know her carnally. She had the reputation of never refusing anything to her customers. She was very creative, and with some added pills, very willing.
But, for the most important part, she had the perfect attributes of an attractive woman.
She was a mixture of olive and pale skin. She had chestnut hair and green eyes. She was taller than most men she encountered. And most of all, she has the mind, looks, and the willingness that could retain a man from hurting her. She would dissuade him and send him back to his pitiful condition of a pathetic male.
Now, you're probably inquiring about what events could bring us to take some interest in her story.
Well, you see, that's because the past manifests itself again. And with this past, a stranger she'd rather overlook.
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We can't make any promises now.
RomansaThis is a tale about unexpected love in an unexpected place. It's also a story about the old ghosts coming back to haunt our heroine.
