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Chapter seven: First Acts of Seduction-Part One: The Idea, The Lessons.
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I was glarin' at th' stew when I came up with me idea. Half an hour ago, Jack had said I wasn't no woman. Mannie got upset (why, I don' know.), an' I felt like killin' somethin'.
An' I still feel like killin' somethin'. Or someone.
I tries to remember anythin' I might have done to make Jack so mean. Well..there was that time when I hid 'is money, an' he couldn't afford any women for th' three days that we were on land.
He tried to borrow, but none o' th' crew let 'im. O'course I returned it just after we left..Boy, was he angry.
But that was a year ago, Jack ain't one to be angry for long.
Must be somethin' else. Randy maybe? He was pretty upset about that...But no. It don' sound right.
Ain't no woman...puh.
Jack ain't so high in me book no more. First 'e has me dress up as a boy, do 'is errands, call 'im 'Master'....and then I gets attacked by lusty women!
An' what do I gets for me efforts? 'Charlie ain't a woman'
"Bloody bastard.." I mutter.
Ill show 'im. I think. Ill show 'im how much o' a woman I am. He won' know what hit 'im.
I smile.
An' I know just how to show 'im too.
....................But how do you seduce a man?
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First, I needs to get some advice.
Mary or th' whore house?.....Well...Mary don' seem likely to know much about seducing. But I gotta keep all me options open. So Mary first, then th' whore house.
I nod, pullin' on me cleanest shirt. Thats what ill do.
No one was about when I left th' crew's cabin. Th' bit o' money I brought with me clanked around in me pouch as I ran.
First, I was relieved. No one to ask me any uncomfy questions, an' no Jack to bother me.
But then...
What if they were at th' whore house I plan on goin' to? What kind o' explainin' will I 'ave to do?
'Oh..uhm..yea..im here to visit a friend'
I snort. Like they'd believe that.
An' if they did, I would likely be pushed into introducin' her to 'em. Bloody bastards. Like children with sweets.
I stop runnin'. Maybe I should go to th' whore house first?
I cross th' street, runnin' in front o' a wagon.
"GET YUR ARSE OUT O' TH' WAY!!"
I spin around on me heel, an' stick me tongue out at th' dirty man drivin' th' wagon.
He curses, an' makes to stop 'is wagon, but I dive into a croud o' people before 'e can even blink.
Im a swift thing.
On me way to me decided whore house -The Crimson House- I use me butterfly hands to pick anybody, an' anyone's pocket.
A pretty knife, two silver coins, eight shillings, one hair comb, an' a thimble.
Not bad. I smile.
An' then I see th' house. Th' paint is flakin', an' it seems a bit too quiet. I take a deep breath, suckin' in me stomach an' poppin' it back out.
Okay, time to go in.
An' I do. Pushin' th' door open an' comin' face to face with Joe. I look up into 'is surprised face, an' blink.
"Need some womanly advice..." I mumble.
Joe raises an' eyebrow, but says nothin'. He steps aroun' me, an' leaves.
I sigh, lookin' up.
"Sweetpea?"
I wince. Why is everyone always callin' me that?
Th' woman has red hair, an' a bit o' gray. Her eyes are a watery green, an' she's a bit on th' plump side.
I feel meself start to choke, an' force meself to speak.
"How do you seduce a man?"
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"Sway your hips."
"Pout your lips."
"Stick out your tits."
"Lick your finger."
"Listen to 'im."
"Speak quiet like."
"AND most of all, ALWAYS make eye contact." They all says together.
I gulp an' nod. How am I to remember all o' this? An' how do I do it? Lick my finger? Why in the Devil's name would I want to do that?
I look aroun' me at all th' worn but glowing faces. Who knew that asking 'ow to seduce a man could make 'em so happy.
"Its rare we get t' discuss our trade to a young'un. These days girls be learnin' on their own."
Th' red headed woman-Anne- laughs.
I smile, a bit nervous. Do they 'ave to crowd aroun' like that?
"Thank you, I really needed th' help."
They nod, an I stand up.
"Well...bye."
I reach out to shake Anne's hand, but then she grabs me an' suddenly im face to face with 'er bosom.
"Dear, sweetpea, good luck." She says, tears in 'er eyes an' throat. then she releases me.
I stumble out o' there, stunned. Whores be queer folk.
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Mary 'ad better advice. She said not too slobber all over 'em an' to not cling, and be mysterious-but not too mysterious.
An' most o' all-
"Don' give in too soon."
She even taught me t' sway me hips. All ye have to do, is roll your 'ips, puttin' your weight on one foot, then th' other.
"Now. Im goin' t' teach ye 'ow to make yourself pretty."
Pretty? Am I not pretty now?
"First, ye wash yur self in clean water, combin' out yur hair, then ye put on clean clothes -should be a dress...sway your hips now, an' walk past 'im, lookin' directly in 'is eye."
"What then?"
"Then you'll see."
"What will I see?"
Mary sighs.
"Maybe 'e will follow ye-maybe 'e won't."
"He's suppose to follow me?"
"Ye want to seduce 'im right?"
I nod, bitin' me lip.
"Well, 'es gonna have to follow you to someplace private so's ye can get on with it."
"Get on with what?"
"The seducin'! Honestly girl, 'ow do ye expect to make 'im your lover if ye don' know what is suppose to 'appen??"
I frown. Lover?
"What's suppose t' happen?"
Mary looks at me like I just ate a dead rat.
"You don' know??"
"Know what?"
Im startin' to get frustrated. Whats she talkin' about?? Mary looks just as bothered as me. Why's she upset? She should be 'appy I thought o' her as someone to come to for advice.
"Sweetpea, you do know what you mean by seducin' righ?"
I snort. How could I not know what I meant?
"O'course. I want 'im to notice me."
"Noticin' ain't seducin' sweetpea."
I swallow. What?
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Short chapter I know!!! Im sorry, but this hasn't been going ANYWHERE. I thought that if I just ended this off as a chapter, I might get back into the swing of it. And maybe update more often...
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