(A very special thanks to Shiree for making this a better read)
The train trip was uneventful. During the journey she kept rehearsing what she had planned to say on meeting Eva. It was important to win her trust. Nikki looked out of the window, watching the green fields flash by. She felt nervous. Had she taken the right decision? She was risking a lot, her life, her marriage, her Tom.
Time passed by, and her destination finally arrived. As the train rolled into the station, Nikki stood up, smoothened up her dress and stepped down.
The cab ride was uneventful. The place was at one end of the town, in fact at a slight distance from it. Nikki stood briefly looking at the exterior of the Greenwood Country Club. It was a one broad, two storied stone mansion, with smooth stones, solid lines, grand windows and broad flight of steps leading up to the entrance. It had a Victorian style about it.
She took a deep breath and began climbing up the stairs. The doorman opened the door and she stepped in. Across the main door was a reception desk. She walked over and mentioned her name.
The girl behind the counter gave her a quick once over and nodded. Nikki looked at the girl. She must have been in her late twenties and was smartly dressed in a three piece business suit.
"I wonder if she doubles up as a bordello girl in the evenings," thought Nikki to herself as she placed her bag on the floor.
The girl spoke over the intercom for a few minutes and then motioned Nikki to go to the door marked as "Office."
Nikki thanked her walked briskly over to the office, her heart beat quickening with each step she took.
She knocked briefly, then opened the door and stepped in.
For an office, the room was fairly large with a thick carpet covering the floor. Behind an oversized rosewood desk in the richly appointed study that served as her office, Eva was having her usual late breakfast while waiting for visitors. The furnishing was a French Revival style. The high ceiling was gilt, paneled with elaborate swirling leaves designs.
"Come on in dear," said Eva in a throaty voice waving towards one of the chairs in front of her. "Just give me a minute will you," she said as she continued with her breakfast, at the same going thru some papers on her table.
"Our mornings start late, for reasons very clear to all, so this is the only time when I have a what you may call a quick brunch, with about just enough time for going thru the previous days collections, requisitions for repairs, up gradations, foodstuff for the kitchen etc. Then by late afternoon I have to get down to supervising for the evening," she said without once taking her eyes off the reports she was going thru.
Nikki looked at her intently. She seemed to be in her mid forties, dark haired, medium built but with a well maintained body. Her blue, round eyes, were evenly set apart on her oval face with high cheek bones. Eva was wearing a silk blouse, blended jacket and a blended cotton skirt, a perfect professional outfit.
"You have a very well maintained set up," she said truthfully.
Eva nodded, pushing aside her breakfast tray.
"There is no dearth of entertainment houses," she replied euphemistically. "When I thought of setting up a house, I decided on providing some real good services to my clients. I travelled across the country, visiting some of the better known bordellos to get some ideas. And then I went about setting this place up. No rough, uncouth style for me, no short changing the customers," she said with a vigorous shake of her head.
"We ransacked the country for the most attractive, sexually skilled ladies. We dress them up in good clothes and manners. Every girl must be healthy, be polite and have the gift of being amusing. She must be ready to learn how to use make up, how to dress well, how to have good Southern manners, and how to stay well informed. I encourage the girls to read the books in the library. Above all, I teach each girl to give sex, but give it interestingly and with mystery," she continued.
"You have been referred to me by some good contacts of mine. This is your first time?"
"Sort of," replied Nikki hesitantly.
"Meaning?"
"Well, I planned to become a journalist, joined a course for the same but then the acting bug bit me," replied Nikki. "I dropped out of college. I did get some roles but then I began to realise that my career was going nowhere"
"The road from the casting couch to stardom just didn't seem to be materializing," she continued demurely.
"And that's when you decided that going all out would be a better option to the unending rounds of casting couch sessions," ended Eva for her with an understanding nod of her head.
Nikki remained silent, thankful that Eva had accepted her story without a doubt.
Eva stared at her thoughtfully, seizing her up.
"You speak well and seemed to be well mannered too," she said finally.
"I was brought up in the blue grass country of Kentucky," replied Nikki, which was, in fact, the truth.
"Nikki dear, stand up so that I can have a better look at you," said Eva.
Leaden legged; Nikki brought herself to the centre of the study room, and then stood still.
Eva sat unmoving, staring at her. Then she gave a slow nod of her head, liking what she saw.
"Remove your clothes," she then said in a matter of fact tone.
Nikki looked startled, color rising to her cheeks.
"Look dear I would very much like to know what I am offering to my customers. And this isn't the first time you have undressed before someone isn't it?"
Nikki nodded dumbly and began undressing.
At last Eva rose. She approached Nikki, examining her more closely, from her face to her breasts, to her abdomen, to her mound, to her thighs and legs.
"Turn around Nikki, let me see how you look from behind."
Nikki pirouetted as gracefully as possible, and could hear Eva behind her clucking softly.
"Nice shoulders and back," said Eva. "Very nice ass. All right, you can turn towards me once more."
"Er ... are you satisfied?"
"You'll do. Of course subject to the clearance given by our physician."
"I have nothing of that sort ..."
"Nikki, I provide some of the finest, refined services to my clientele. They go back fully satisfied and spread the word around. And that my dear is the secret of my success."
"Our house physician examines my girls every week. He will be making his call today. I will get in touch with you then."
Eva picked up her intercom and called for Rita. A few minutes later there was a knock on the door.
"Come in," called Eva.
A brown hair, brown eyed girl with an hour glass figure entered the room. They were more or less of the same height.
"You called for me Eva?"
