1. The Fallon Hotel


    Date: 9/10/2015, Categories: Historical, Author: NymphWriter, Rating: , Source: LushStories

    to California. Andrew listened and occasionally pointed out the different buildings including the bank, the school house, the City Hotel, the firehouse, and much more. Everywhere new buildings were in different phases of construction thanks to the success of the gold mines that surrounded Columbia. Soon they approached a large, two-story brick building. “Here we are,” said Andrew. Winnie sighed. She knew this was what this whole trip was about, her new profession as a prostitute. “Well, thank you Andrew.” “I’m not leaving you here,” he said. “I want to make sure you get delivered to Miss Lenore. Trust me, it will be fine.” Winnie smiled. “Thank you again.” “I hope one day you can thank me properly.” It was the first time a man had made a suggestion to her that didn’t sound like a mandate. “That would be very nice,” she replied. Andrew and Winnie entered the hotel lobby where they saw men and women sitting around talking. The women were wearing colorful dresses that barely covered their breasts and skirts that showed their legs and ankles. The men were drinking and laughing with the women. One couple stood up from a table and headed up the stairs. A tall, dark skinned man with short black hair and wearing an expensive suit stepped up and asked, “May I help you?” Winne trembled at the sight of the man who towered over her. Even though he was wearing such a nice suit, starched white shirt, and tie, his presence was slightly intimidating. She tried to speak but no sound came ...
    out. Andrew, who was familiar with Thomas, quickly removed his hat, smiled proudly and said, “We’re here to see Miss Lenore. I’ve got two packages for her.” Andrew pointed to the satchel and Winnie. Thomas smiled a gleaming white smile and said, “Of course, wait here please.” Thomas walked away and Winnie whispered, “Who is that?” “Thomas,” replied Andrew in a low voice. “He works for Miss Lenore. I guess you could say he makes sure the girls are safe. Rumor has it he is a runaway slave. Others say she bought him. However, California is a free territory so he might be a free black man. Either way, no one here dares to cross him.” Thomas returned with an older woman with dark brown hair with wisps if gray in her bun wearing an elegant maroon gown that flowed as she walked. “Andrew! Good to see you again!” she exclaimed. “And you as well Miss Lenore,” said Andrew. “And you must be Winnifred! Miss Polly wrote me all about you.” “Yes, ma’am,” said Winnie, blushing slightly. “I’m Miss Lenore and welcome to the Fallon Hotel. You’ve met Thomas, our doorman and head of security.” “Welcome ma’am,” he said, his deep voice washing over Winnie like a warm blanket. Winnie had never had much contact with colored men, but with Thomas, she felt a sense of safety and security. “Oh,” interrupted Andrew, “Mr. Olsen asked me to give this to you,” handing Miss Lenore the package inside the satchel. Miss Lenore looked at the package a moment, then handed it to Thomas, “Would you take care of this for ...
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