DarknessEmbraced666
Pulsar
- Joined
- Jan 9, 2009
(Jewel)
The sound of drunken laughter from men and the giggles of women could be heard from within a rather popular saloon. It was about early evening, the sun just beginning to sink down towards the horizon. In the saloon, cowboys sat around at the tables, some drinking while others played cards and some did both. Saloon girls moved around smiling. They were all either serving drinks to the men or sitting in their laps, trying to persuade them into going upstairs with them for a little fun.
However there was one woman serving drinks. She was a beautiful dark haired young woman barely out of her teens. Unlike the other working girls, she had a natural beauty that she didn't hide beneath a lot of make up. All the girl had on was some eyeliner and lipstick to high light some of her features such as her dazzling smile and pale ice blue eyes. Jewel was a woman of the age of 21 with waist length curly black hair and piercing ice blue eyes, her body slender and very curvy with her tiny waist and wide hips that led down into her very long legs. She was a woman of good breeding and when one spoke to her and saw the way she walked, it was easy to tell.
About a year ago, Jewel had run away from home in search of a life that she chose. She had wanted to become a singer and dancer but she quickly ran out of money and soon became in debt so she did something that she was sure had her mother rolling in her grave. She became a prostitute in the local saloon. A soiled dove, a daughter of sin, fallen frail, dove of the roost, nymphs du prairie. Oh she had heard all the names that had been given to the girls of her profession, though her favorite of them all was 'fallen angel'. Many had told her that's what she looked like too. Jewel had run from home because her father had arranged her to marry her old childhood friend who had always liked her but she didn't want to marry him because she didn't love him. Nor did she want to become a mother so young even though all the other girls she knew were already mothers, some even had two children if not more.
Jewel picked up a small tray of drinks and moved over to a table, giggling softly when she was pulled into a lap after placing down the glasses of whiskey. "Have a drink with me beautiful." the half drunk cowboy slurred and she laughed while shaking her head. "I would love to Bart, but you know that I'm not allowed to while on the job." she replied while standing up and returning to the bar for some more drinks to take to other customers.