With the help of future technology, they’re able to trick their customers into thinking they’re getting what they pay for, without actually having to do the deed.
But the scam involves getting much more up close and personal with smelly, 19th century hicks than germaphobe and prude, Anastasia, is comfortable with.
One customer seems sweeter, more attractive, and better groomed than the rest. Could she actually fall for a cowboy from the dirty, disgusting past?
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Etta hooted. “Art of lovemaking!” she said, slapping her leg. “Well that’s the funniest thing I ever heard. Ain’t no art going on here. Ain’t no love either. This is a business I’m keeping, and if you want a room in my brothel, you’ll damn site bring in the money to pay for it.”
Beth was angry. Angry. And when Beth was angry she’d say something she shouldn’t, or worse.
Anastasia put a restraining hand on Beth’s arm and Beth glared at her.
“We’ll make money,” said Anastasia. “We’ll make you plenty of money, but we’re tired and dirty. We’d like a bath and a bed so we can be ready for tonight.”
“Well, we’ll see, give you a trial, like,” said the woman. “Go on in. I won’t show you to your rooms. I don’t wear these dirty things into the house, and I’ve got a good sight more work to do here, but hopefully you can find your own way without waking the whole house. The girls are still asleep, and there are some gentleman callers hanging around, who I’m sure don’t want to be disturbed.”
They went into the whorehouse. It was nice, very nice. On their first trip into the town, Anastasia had taken it for a wealthy man’s house, a house big enough for a big family, with sumptuous room to spare.
But as she now knew, this was a different kind of house, and as she would soon learn, this was a different kind of family.
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AUTHOR Bio and Links:
S.E. Burr wrote Time Traveling Hookers over the course of a weekend at a Tom Bird writing retreat in Santa Fe, NM. It is based on a dream she had a few weeks prior to the retreat, but she did no advanced planning of the plot. She was very surprised to discover that the story was a romance, as she did not often read romances, let alone write them. She quite enjoyed the experience and intends to write more romances in the future, but cautions that what she intends to write and what she actually writes can be two very different things.
She is the author of the young adult novel, Goblin Fruit, inspired by the poem “Goblin Market” by Christina Rossetti. The sequel, Goblin Girl, is coming soon. It was inspired by her desire to find out more of the story.
A nearly lifelong resident of rural New Mexico, S.E. Burr loves the desert, her family, and her cat.