No money changed hands between the patron and the woman, unless it was for performing more than the standard service. Every time a key left its hook, ... colored tag replaced it. When the key came back, it was hung over the tag. At the end of the evening, the woman was paid three dollars for every tag on her hook. Between dancing and going upstairs, the full service women made ten to twenty-five dollars a night. That was huge money in eighteen-seventy-seven.We ran through the song a couple of. I went into the bedroom and Diane followed. I heard the doorknob click locked as she closed it."What's up?" I asked. She answered by pulling my t-shirt up over her head to reveal that she had nothing on underneath. Her smooth skin and firm tits had my interest immediately. She smiled a very seductive smile at me and sat on the edge of the bed closest to the door. "Come here." she said and I complied with her command. She undid my belt, unbuttoned my pants, slipped the zipper down and slid my. She liked Daniel, what was there not to like. He is never rude to her, or anyone actually, has a good sense of humour, dresses smartly, and even takes her out for lunch occasionally, which none of the other bosses do for their pa’s. Today Gemma dressed in a smart business suit, a dark grey jacket with full length sleeves, a white short sleeved shirt underneath worn open necked, and a matching grey skirt worn to just above the knee, her bare legs underneath because she knew in her heart of. I went from coffee on the veranda to a scooter ride into Greenwood. As usual I had a half hour to kill, since I was never one hundred percent sure of the scooters ability to deliver me on time. So I arrived in town way too early.I parked the scooter then walked into the small farmer cooperative store. I bought a twenty pound bag of dog treats. I had never bought any for Hondo so I had a problem finding them. He was beginning to look healthy, so I thought he could probably handle a little junk.