A Dire Situation
Summery: Belle and Scarlett further explore their new business relationship
Disclaimer: Not mine
Belle was more than pleased with Scarlett's reaction to her somewhat suggestive comment. This was a woman Belle knew, she would immensely enjoy doing business with. 'Someone as skilled at the game as I am, yet not too overbearing' For she knew that Scarlett would for the larger part play along with whatever Belle set out. For she held the money and so with that everything that Scarlett wanted.
Belle wasn't ashamed to admit this was a marvellous business prospect. Scarlett was a stunningly beautiful woman, and once she was fed up a bit, and clothed more appropriately she could make a lot of money. 'And not just for herself' Belle couldn't help but realise.
"Well Scarlett," Began Belle pleased to be on friendlier terms with a woman she had long since been fascinated with "I just want to check that we are.. On the same page, shall I say?"
Scarlett nodded. She knew what was coming and she was presently more than willing to comply with anything Belle had in mind. A shocking realisation that was as well, for Scarlett would never have imagined in all her wildest dreams that her life would come to this, and that she would feel little or no shame about it. Nor did she ever imagine that none of the cards would be up her sleeve. Belle had all the control and she knew it.
"You're agreeing to come to Atlanta and live with me here, and in return for your free accommodation, food and clothing, for all my girls must be dressed in the best, you will receive monetary payment? Am I entirely correct"
"Yes Miss Watling that is what I propose. Do you think there is room for me here in your establishment?" Scarlet asked, as sweetly as she knew how, knowing full well Belle truly wanted to hire her.
"I believe Scarlett for a girl like you we can make room" Belle knew what Scarlett was paying at and she thouraly enjoyed the challenge she proposed.
"Just one further question Scarlett before we begin the entertaining process of changing you from a frumpy tea drinking lady into one of the most desired girls in town. Do you intend to remain with us after the desired sum of $300 has been met?" Belle asked hoping Scarlett couldn't tell from he tone of her voice how much she would like her to stay on.
"Well I'm not entirely sure. I believe we will just have to wait and see Miss Watling"
"Please Scarlett, call me Belle.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Belle was right when she said getting Scarlett ready for life, as one of her girls would be entertaining. It was more than that; it was brilliant fun, more fun than Scarlett could remember having.
After further discussion in the parlour, Belle led Scarlett up a beautiful spiralling staircase, down a long corridor and through a wide oak door. Beyond the door was the room, which was to be Scarlett's for the length of her stay at Belle's. The room was rich in both colour and texture, Scarlett simply adored it.
"You may bring anything you like into this room Scarlett, for your clients will never enter it. We have rooms downstairs for that"
'Clients??' Scarlett suddenly realised as if for the first time what she had gotten herself into. But as she usually did Scarlett looked beyond all reasoning and figured 'It's too late to turn back now'
"We can provide a little money for refurbishing the room, but not much mind you. Although I'm sure you will make more than enough a lot sooner than you may think. I have big plans for you my precious new girl" Belle's last statement contained only the slightest trace of malice but it was enough to chill Scarlett's blood, if only a little.
Scarlett's mind was flooding with questions. 'How many clients were there to one night?' 'What if she couldn't go through with it?' What about the possibility of a child?' 'What did she tell her family?' The latter worried Scarlett immensely. Not just her family but Ashley too. She knew he had his suspicions that she was doing something dishonourable in Atlanta and admittedly they were warranted but this was far worse than becoming mistress to Rhett was it not??
Belle seemed to read her mind. "Why don't you just let things sort themselves out honey? You'd be surprised how easily they do that when folks aren't meddling with them. We think of a brilliant excuse for you to tell the family back home. Now, now your reputation will hardly suffer a notch. Think of it this way. Even if somebody does come in here and they recognise you they're hardly going to go shooting their mouths of to anyone are they? Why? Well I'll tell you they don't want no one to know they've been here either. You aint got nothing to worry about I can tell you that now"
Scarlett had a very steady head and she saw that without a doubt what Belle was saying was true. No Atlanta resident would dare call another out for evil doings at Belle's Saloon for fear of tarnishing their own more important than life reputation. With that knowledge she nearly laughed aloud at how simple this was all going to be. It was almost too easy.
"Come child you've had enough for the one day. You go home to your Aunt Pitty's now and come back here tomorrow so we can sort things out" Belle began ushering Scarlett down the stairs and out the door.
"Yes, yes. But wait a minute, Belle?"
"Yes dear?"
"How did you know I would be staying at my Aunt Pitty's?"
"My poor child, I know a lot more about you than you think. I've heard many a story about you from your friend and mine the scallywag Rhett Butler"
"He's no friend of mine..." Scarlett began but then stopped....'Rhett....?
~ Another BIG thankyou to all those who reviewed, constructive cristisim is very much appreciated as I am still new at all this. I'm sorry I didn't know my review block was on, but unregistered people can review my story now. Please let me know what you think. ~
Summery: Belle and Scarlett further explore their new business relationship
Disclaimer: Not mine
Belle was more than pleased with Scarlett's reaction to her somewhat suggestive comment. This was a woman Belle knew, she would immensely enjoy doing business with. 'Someone as skilled at the game as I am, yet not too overbearing' For she knew that Scarlett would for the larger part play along with whatever Belle set out. For she held the money and so with that everything that Scarlett wanted.
Belle wasn't ashamed to admit this was a marvellous business prospect. Scarlett was a stunningly beautiful woman, and once she was fed up a bit, and clothed more appropriately she could make a lot of money. 'And not just for herself' Belle couldn't help but realise.
"Well Scarlett," Began Belle pleased to be on friendlier terms with a woman she had long since been fascinated with "I just want to check that we are.. On the same page, shall I say?"
Scarlett nodded. She knew what was coming and she was presently more than willing to comply with anything Belle had in mind. A shocking realisation that was as well, for Scarlett would never have imagined in all her wildest dreams that her life would come to this, and that she would feel little or no shame about it. Nor did she ever imagine that none of the cards would be up her sleeve. Belle had all the control and she knew it.
"You're agreeing to come to Atlanta and live with me here, and in return for your free accommodation, food and clothing, for all my girls must be dressed in the best, you will receive monetary payment? Am I entirely correct"
"Yes Miss Watling that is what I propose. Do you think there is room for me here in your establishment?" Scarlet asked, as sweetly as she knew how, knowing full well Belle truly wanted to hire her.
"I believe Scarlett for a girl like you we can make room" Belle knew what Scarlett was paying at and she thouraly enjoyed the challenge she proposed.
"Just one further question Scarlett before we begin the entertaining process of changing you from a frumpy tea drinking lady into one of the most desired girls in town. Do you intend to remain with us after the desired sum of $300 has been met?" Belle asked hoping Scarlett couldn't tell from he tone of her voice how much she would like her to stay on.
"Well I'm not entirely sure. I believe we will just have to wait and see Miss Watling"
"Please Scarlett, call me Belle.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Belle was right when she said getting Scarlett ready for life, as one of her girls would be entertaining. It was more than that; it was brilliant fun, more fun than Scarlett could remember having.
After further discussion in the parlour, Belle led Scarlett up a beautiful spiralling staircase, down a long corridor and through a wide oak door. Beyond the door was the room, which was to be Scarlett's for the length of her stay at Belle's. The room was rich in both colour and texture, Scarlett simply adored it.
"You may bring anything you like into this room Scarlett, for your clients will never enter it. We have rooms downstairs for that"
'Clients??' Scarlett suddenly realised as if for the first time what she had gotten herself into. But as she usually did Scarlett looked beyond all reasoning and figured 'It's too late to turn back now'
"We can provide a little money for refurbishing the room, but not much mind you. Although I'm sure you will make more than enough a lot sooner than you may think. I have big plans for you my precious new girl" Belle's last statement contained only the slightest trace of malice but it was enough to chill Scarlett's blood, if only a little.
Scarlett's mind was flooding with questions. 'How many clients were there to one night?' 'What if she couldn't go through with it?' What about the possibility of a child?' 'What did she tell her family?' The latter worried Scarlett immensely. Not just her family but Ashley too. She knew he had his suspicions that she was doing something dishonourable in Atlanta and admittedly they were warranted but this was far worse than becoming mistress to Rhett was it not??
Belle seemed to read her mind. "Why don't you just let things sort themselves out honey? You'd be surprised how easily they do that when folks aren't meddling with them. We think of a brilliant excuse for you to tell the family back home. Now, now your reputation will hardly suffer a notch. Think of it this way. Even if somebody does come in here and they recognise you they're hardly going to go shooting their mouths of to anyone are they? Why? Well I'll tell you they don't want no one to know they've been here either. You aint got nothing to worry about I can tell you that now"
Scarlett had a very steady head and she saw that without a doubt what Belle was saying was true. No Atlanta resident would dare call another out for evil doings at Belle's Saloon for fear of tarnishing their own more important than life reputation. With that knowledge she nearly laughed aloud at how simple this was all going to be. It was almost too easy.
"Come child you've had enough for the one day. You go home to your Aunt Pitty's now and come back here tomorrow so we can sort things out" Belle began ushering Scarlett down the stairs and out the door.
"Yes, yes. But wait a minute, Belle?"
"Yes dear?"
"How did you know I would be staying at my Aunt Pitty's?"
"My poor child, I know a lot more about you than you think. I've heard many a story about you from your friend and mine the scallywag Rhett Butler"
"He's no friend of mine..." Scarlett began but then stopped....'Rhett....?
~ Another BIG thankyou to all those who reviewed, constructive cristisim is very much appreciated as I am still new at all this. I'm sorry I didn't know my review block was on, but unregistered people can review my story now. Please let me know what you think. ~