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and I’m afraid she wouldn’t allow me to speak to her on your behalf.  Your on your own with this one sweetie.” 
    “I just want you to tell her to ple ase stop calling me,” Sara pleaded, setting her fork down.  She knew that if she answered the phone, she wouldn’t be able to refuse seeing the Madame again.  Sara had only met her twice before, but she had learned how persuasive the Madame could be. 
    Sara felt her phone shaking in her purse next to her and she rummaged through the bag until she found it.  A scowl crossed her face when she saw the caller ID.
    “Speak of the devil,” Sara said, waving her phone at Krista.  She wanted to decline the call, but she knew she had to face this eventually. Sara took a deep breath and hit the answer key.
     
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    “How was the new girl?” Daniel Scott said., as he leaned over his colleagues shoulder.
    “I’d rather not talk about it,” he said without looking up from the papers he was reading.  He could see where this conversation was heading, and if he could avoid it he would.  Dan was a long time friendly rival of his.  They vied for many of the same positions and honors, and on occasion, the same girl.  The fact that he had won the night with the new girl wouldn’t sit well with Dan.  Payback would be coming soon.
    “Well,” Dan said, a smile twitching on his thin lips.  “Maybe I’ll see how she is for myself.”
    He couldn’t explain why exactly but he loathed the thought of Daniel with his hands on Sara.  Perhaps it was because he knew Dan had passions for a more brutal style of intimacy.  He just couldn’t see Sara doing that.  She was far too innocent and naïve to be in this seedy world.
    “I don’t think that would be wise,” he said, finally looking up from his work.
    “Why is that?” Dan asked, an eyebrow cocked.  “Plan on keeping her for yourself?”
    “No,” he said, quickly casting his eyes away.  The truth was he did.  He couldn’t stand the thought of anyone else having her, but he wasn’t quite ready to admit that, especially not to Daniel.  It would only fuel his rivalry spirit and spark a rush to obtain the girl as a trophy.  Unfortunately, that rivalry had already been triggered.
    “Good,” Daniel said, “Then I’ll have to see her for myself.”

Chapter Ten
     
     
    “Are you sure you don’t want anymore work?” Madame Gwen asked as her butler poured the afternoon tea for her and Sara.  It had taken a lot of charm just to get Sara here. 
    “No,” Sara said, shaking her head. She hadn’t thought it would have mattered much to her, but she couldn’t stop thinking about it.  Thinking about him.  With every thought she felt an odd twisting mix of emotions.  There was something about him, something so captivating.  She just couldn’t get him out of her mind.  The smell of him still swirled in her nose.  “This just isn’t the thing for me.”
    “I know,” Madame Gwen said, with a kind smile as she plopped a cube of sugar in her cup.  She had been a Madame for almost a decade, and in that time, she had seen a lot of girls into this business.  It was important not to push them.  It really wasn’t for everyone.  But she had come to know the kind of girls it was for.  And although Sara didn’t realize it herself, she was exactly the kind of girl that belonged in this business.  But Madame Gwen would need her to come to that realization herself.  It was merely her job to guide Sara with a gentle push. 
    “So why did you insist I come here,” Sara asked , after some polite conversation over tea and little cakes.
    “I have a couple items of business left with yo u my dear,” Madame Gwen said, setting her cup down in the saucer.  “My company may not be legal, but I like to run it as professionally as possible.”
    “Ok,” Sara said, forcing herself not to roll her eyes.  They were on the columned portico of an enormous mansion having afternoon tea.  Somehow she couldn’t