With each day that pasted Jasmine became the most beautiful. She wasn't taught anything only how to speak in different languages. She had no education, only in how to sound exotic and look the most beautiful in the whole of the world. She was eight years old, each morning she'd look outside the window dreaming of her seeing her mother, being noticed and taken away held in her mothers arms loved, educated and a smart wonderful woman.

"It is time Jasmine. Make yourself beautiful. For tonight you will have clients one after another every thirty minutes" A female staff member said as giving her a red sexy looking dress. Jasmine turned around looking at the door sighing just wanting to leave this place.

"Yes mam" She said. Sick of trying to fight back each day. It wouldn't be possible with small plans, it would take the right moment. It was a hard job for Jasmine. She understood she was beautiful. She didn't understand why they where using her, she didn't understand the aspect of money.

It was a long day for the girl. She was in her ill lit chamber putting on her make up, putting on the dress. Knowing soon, man after man will be coming into her chambers for pleasure, kisses playful pleasure. She was yet still a virgin, she had been taught how to please a man and now she had to use it to make the staff money.

-x-

Red had locked herself away in her office laying on her sofa looking at the picture of her dancing. She missed the old days so much, but yet she was happy, married to a loving man, yet he was barely around since his business took him to London most of the time. He knew his wife was pregnant, and close to term and yet did not even come to her side. He was pretty much always busy.

Laying there in her office rubbing her large belly thinking about her Violet who would now be eight years old. Last time she had a child in her belly she lost her two weeks after she was in the world. It made her sad. This child was going to be loved much more. This child was going to not leave her arms and be loved more than an child could be loved in the world.

It was noisy in her brothel, it was busy and earning her much money Red paid her whores and dancers well, each week more women came to her begging for work thought she always turned them down for there was only enough room to house what she had, and until her brothel got so busy that she could start losing money she would not take on more staff.

-x-

Daydreaming into the mirrors on their dressing tablets at the same time, Jasmine and Red touched the mirrors, closing there eyes. Like there hands touch "I love you."

Just as Jasmines first man walked into her room, she moved her hand quickly looking at the man. He was in his early twenty's. "Good Day sir. Please be kind" She said as staying up bowing gently to him.

The connection broke between Red and Jasmine. "She's alive" Red shouted running out of her office to the brothel "SHE'S ALIVE" she shouted and then screamed... "Oh god the baby is coming." Rosie ran up to Red taking her back to her office laying her on the sofa smiling.

"Be strong madame. You know you can do this" Rosie said looking down at her pulling up her dress a little.

"She is alive Rosie. Violet. You know she is" Red said as she screamed for this child to leave her belly to be in her arms.

"Yes Madame, Violet was alive last time I checked five years ago" She said smiling helping her mistress give birth. "Come on Madame your doing well you can do it."

Red laid on her back looking up at the ceiling pushing her baby out of her belly moaning crying even.. "Violet my child help me" She said daydreaming about her precious little star. Her first and most wanted baby. She felt sad know since she gave up her baby, Butch Cavendish had been caught and never been back into town. She could of kept her baby and been the mother she should of.

The papers kept saying he had been caught then lost then caught. He wouldn't dare ever coming back into the town.

Cries of a new baby filled the room. "It's a girl Madame. A beautiful baby girl" Rosie said as she held the baby moving over so she could see the brown haired girl.

"She is so different from her. Beautiful. she is like her father." Red said gently as tracing her fingertips over the baby's cheek. "Gisabel. Rosie tell my husband. Demand his return" Red said as she sat up taking her baby from her "And tell everyone we are closing early"

Jasmine pleased men over and over. It was the first time. The first night of this pleasing of men. She hated it but liked it at the same time. It hurt her but with each man it became less pleasing and they where less pain. She would lay there let them take what they wished from her body. Unless they demanded more.

"Jasmine get on top of me" "Jasmine lick me"
"Jasmine Lay there open your legs wide"
Do this do that.

The last man she had left and Jasmine looked at the woman. "Please Miss no more. My bedding is already bloody. I need new sheets." She said with puppy eyes looking sad in her eyes.

"That was the last. You need to bath, the lady in the hall will take you. I will change your bedding. NOW" The woman said looking into her eyes frowning.

Jasmine grabbed her nightgown and towel; walking out of her room following an old woman in the hallway taking her to the shower room leaving her in peace to wash herself, relax and have time to soak and calm down from a busy night.

"I shall wait out her to take you back to your rooms" The old woman would say. She waited in the hall sat on a chair listening to Jasmine singing lightly as she washed herself, laying in the bath. She laid in the bath for hours relaxing. The only time in the day that would be here.