Coffee brings clarity (of sorts)

Maddam kept a clean and comfortable house - there wasn't much in the way of snacks but non-alcoholic drinks were freely available including coffee from a semi-pro machine. It was a little complex for me but it turns out Samora had started working as a barista and she made fantastic cappuccino. On the floor was a little mat that made me smile every time I saw it:

Samora had caught both my look and the little smile: "You really like being a whore don't you. So young but of all of us you seemed the most type cast for this line of work."

Slightly embarrassed at having been caught or perhaps for being called out on my professional choices, I did not answer immediately. We slid back onto two bar stools which made them of Samora's negligee slide up. A tiny but intricately scripted tattoo of two interlaced L's was visible just on the swell of her bum on her left hip.

Not wanting to make me uncomfortable, Samora latched onto to remark on my gaze again:

"It's because I am as delicate as porcelain doncha know?" My gaze lifted to look into hers and the look of utter confusion made Samora laugh.

"Two interlaced L's - you know French Sèvres porcelain? Oh you have no idea what I am talking about do you?"

"No. Actually I had a different thought but..." I blushed furiously "That is because of an experience I had this morning, I...."

"You were seduced by Elle weren't you?"She twisted in the chair to show off the tattoo in a little more detail, there was even a little rainbow that crossed the two L's. She looked back up at me: "Yes, I am one of Elle's girls - after Maddam introduced us, I fell head over heels for her. Elle is independent though and she wants you to be independent as well - the little mark here - it marks me as hers but she is not mine." Samora sighed.

"Elle sees right through people doesn't she?" the wistful tone of my sentence conveying both my understanding of Samora's spleen and longing for Elle as well as the knowledge neither of us could say she was in any way ours.

"She doesn't lie or dissemble - she asks things of you and you do them - if you do not - there is no punishment except you will find your orbit around her decaying into you fall away. Unlike you I don't particularly like whoring or sleeping with men, Maddam recruited me after I left my husband and my family expelled me. Now I stay because it is the only place I know that Elle will always return to find me. The 'work' I just compartamentalise as something Elle wants me to do."

Listening as I sipped my coffee I felt overwhelmed with a feeling of fraternal warmth towards Samora and stood up. We hugged firmly - cheek to cheek, breast to breast my slender teenage hips sliding between her legs whose heels had hooked on the barstool. Pulling back a little she pecked me on the lips and I wanted to dive in for more but she brought up a finger and pushed me away.

"Elle's girls are only allowed to have sex with other women under her guidance, as part of our work or with her permission. I am 100% gay and you are very attractive but I always obey Elle first. Not that she notices or perhaps she does?" she pushed me away a little annoyed.

"Elle told me to join a gym and spa - oh and to have my mound epilated. She wrote me a note." the last part added rather lamely.

"Well you better see to it that you obey - I hate to break it to you but the best person for fashion, beauty, gyms and spas is Cora. Maybe you can get in her good graces by asking to go shopping with her for proper fashion - I know Maddam and Elle are very pleased with the places Cora hangs out. She brings back clientèle and reputation for us in better circles."

"Elle has not made you join a gym or told you to groom?"

"Oh." she said waving her hand whilst finishing her coffee. "My training she takes care of personally and no hair on my body is in any other place than Elle desires to have it. Come let's get back to the main floor - if we are lucky we can get some customers before Cora and Crystal come back to lord it over us on how they snagged those stinky bikers."