The Bounty

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by Beth Williamson

The customer interrupted. “Thank you, Madame Suzette. I’ll take it from here. That’ll be all.” His drawl marked him as a foreigner. American, perhaps?

  Madame winked at Cherry and blew the man a kiss. She closed the door quietly behind her.

  He grinned at Cherry. “Did I do that right? Or should I have been more groveling, you suppose?”

  She smiled, choosing not to play to his bantering manner. Lord, she hoped to get this one done fast. With a shrug and wiggle, she allowed her wrapper to fall to the ground. She wore only an elaborate lacy corset over short, gauzy pantaloons.

  He gave her nearly exposed body an appreciative inspection, but as she walked to him, he held up a hand, palm out. “I hope you don’t mind, but might we talk first?”

  Her smile remained plastered to her face, even as her mind raced. Damn him, Charity, behind the tattered curtain of Cherry, cursed silently. Blast him to the devil! She wished she could think of stronger obscenities but could not, another consequence of her genteel upbringing.

  She felt jarred, and as violated as if she’d never done this before.

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