Bring on the girls

Just a minute or so later, the door was once again opened and a woman entered the room, followed by three more, lining up behind Snake’s chair.

“Well Snake, I do believe it’s time for you to make your pick!” Ruby told him, having seated herself behind her desk. “Go on, get up and give up them all a look!” She urged him, then addressing her girls:
“Girls, this is Snake Jackson! He’s going to fuck one of you now, and I want whoever he picks to treat him real good.”
Half-drunk and horny, Snake got up and turned around.

It took him about three seconds to realize that his choice would be a hard one.
The woman standing furthest to the right along the wall was the first one that he scrutinized:

She was black, her smooth skin having the colour of dairy chocolate.
Dressed in a tight, emerald-coloured dress that was slit to show off plenty of her long, lean legs, the woman looked Snake straight in the eyes, a faint smile on her full lips.
“Snake, that dark beauty there is Alicia, originating from the grand city of New Orleans! And the next one is Molly.” Ruby informed him, with the tone of voice that you could most often hear at cattle-markets.

If the name Molly sounded typically Irish to Snake, it could have something to do with the fact she looked typically Irish as well:
Petite and with a pair of breasts that looked small but firm, Molly had long, fiery hair that fell in long curls down her back and shoulders. Her nose was small and flanked on both sides by freckles that covered most of her cheeks, her large green eyes opened wide as she looked at him with a remarkable deal of excitement, her thin lips shut.

“Now, this girl here is one of my most recent employees, she crossed the Big River just a few months ago. Her English isn’t the best, but you rarely get the chance to say anything to her once she’s gotten your pants open.” Ruby said about the next woman in line.
This one was of Mexican heritage, her long black hair cascading down around a beautiful face that had been granted a pair of dark brown eyes, a straight nose and a pair of luscious red lips.
She was dressed in a simple white dress, which low cut allowed Snake to see plenty of her ample chest, a chest that rivalled Ruby’s in size, while her younger age meant that they looked to be firmer than those of her “mama’s”. Her name was Maria.
The rest of her was curvy rather than plump, with a pair of brown legs that were long and firm.

The fourth girl was a blonde, with an average bust but with a very pretty face (then again, none of the girls could be called ugly), and pale blue eyes.
“This is Kristina. She’s got a lot more experience at being a whore than that face of hers implies.” Ruby told him.
“She Scandinavian?” Snake wondered.
“No, I’m from Minnesota. And you could have asked me instead.” Kristina cut in.
“Oh, and she’s got a sharp tongue, too.” Ruby added, chuckling at Kristina’s response to Snake’s question.
The rest of her was well shaped and added up to a very appealing look, veiled in a pink satin dress.

Licking his mouth and feeling how his cock was now fully stirred, Snake made his pick.