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"Not a man ever born ever could resist
A well-turned calf, a slender wrist
A silhouette as airy as the morning mist
And a dainty dimpled knee."
The Old Lady- Candide
A well-turned calf, a slender wrist
A silhouette as airy as the morning mist
And a dainty dimpled knee."
The Old Lady- Candide
Madame Adeline Roventure was a woman of grace and beauty, a woman of power and wealth. However, unlike many of the women who granced the arms of nobel men, she did not gain her money and nobility though common means...Oh, quite far from it in fact. She came from the common folk, those who worked in the dirt and grim of the city to make life easy for those born with a silver spoon in their mouth.
At first she was a maid in a wealthy household, her mother the cook and her father the gardener. It was there she learned that power could be gained in more ways than just marriage... Having stumbled upon the master's cortesan while going in to change sheets, she was quickly swept up and taken under the woman's wing for her pretty face and young innocent mind. It did not take long for the simple maid to be seduced by the idea of wealth and power just for comforting a lonely man...
Now, having worked for years comforting lonely men and whispering sweet nothings as she sipped pink champagen, she wished to bring such comfort to other women. Who was she to devil in the life of luxury alone? She was going to teach young girls, girls like her, to be the living picture of every mans desire. The her home was large and open, thanks to her current benefactor, meaning she could take many under her wing.
Her willingness to teach had other reasons behind it as well. Cortesan's were becoming scare as social circles became tighter and more strict with whom they allowed to wallow in their grace. Desperate and lonely men came to her, offering money and jewels just to state their desires. Not even she could handle so many men though and she knew that if she wanted to continue her comfortable and relaxing life she would need to bring a few new girls into society.
Now all she needed was a few lovely ladies to come knocking on her door...