2
TENNESSEE
“Put this on.” The woman shoved an emerald colored gown into my hands. Her gaze was more intense than the most eager of men, studying me with an experienced eye. “Spend one night on your back and you’ll make all the coin you need for your trip home.”
At least twice my age, she was wizened to the ways of the world I couldn’t even imagine. Her dress revealed more cleavage than I did in just my undergarments, the enormous swells above the low bodice plump pillows that any eager man couldn’t miss.
The establishment was a saloon, not a brothel, but that didn’t seem to matter when it came to… to servicing the miners after a hard day digging for copper below ground. Standing in the kitchen, the scent of boiled cabbage soured the air. A Chinese man was stirring a steaming pot on th
