Club of Virgins Read Free

never be in favor of it. My mother would rather die than see me delivered into the arms of a man just for money. She would never understand that even though I was doing it only to save her.
    Moved by the words ‘ despair’ and ‘ love’.
    In all probability the word ‘prostitution’ would invade her mind and make my mother blind to anything except how vile it would be. She wouldn’t be on my side, wouldn’t support me as she always did for everything in my life.
    I entered her bedroom. She was lying in bed. There were the night measurements on the table which had been already taken out.
    “Are you going out?” She asked, looking at me, seeing me dressed up and wearing nice shoes. My hair was washed and placed up in a bun trapped by a thin rubber band.
    “I will not be long,” I replied looking to the side. “I just came in to give you a kiss.”
    I leaned on the bed and kissed her on the forehead. My mother closed her eyes.
    “I love you, mom.”
    She reached out to hug me.
    “I love you too, daughter.”
    I had a smile in my lips. I held back my tears and looked at the pale walls of the room. My hand held hers and I squeezed it firmly.
    “ I just want you to know that anything I may do one day against your will, believe me, I will be doing it only for the love I have for you.”
    My mother looked up at me suddenly then. She looked confused. I turned and left quickly before my emotions betrayed me.
     
     

     
    9: 30 pm
     
     
    Denise
     
    “Good luck friend!”
    I hugged Peta at the door of the Club. I had taken my father's car to bring her there. The place was still deserted. There were only two security guards standing in front of the club.
    At that moment, I held Peta’s hands and shook them with excitement. I wanted to try and send her a dose of courage. After all, she needed it a lot.
    “Everything will be ok!”
    I tried to use positive words. She shrugged and seemed to tremble from head to toe. Her fingers were sweaty. Peta was very tense.
    “You are a gold daughter!” I praised her and winked at her. However, Peta remained silent and gave me a forced smile. She lowered her head and I hugged her tightly. I really felt for her.
     

     
    Peta
     
    I entered the site through the back door. There was a security guard and several women who would be working that night, it seemed. 
    I was immediately ushered in by a club employee. I was asked to accompany him to a dressing room where I would change clothes. The place was full of lamps and had mirrors dispersed through it on the walls. The place was busy with women getting ready in sensual and highly provocative clothing.
    For a few moments I watched everything in silence. Some women there were already accustomed to that kind of scene. This was their usual job. They had adopted it as a profession. I could tell because they seemed calm and collected, not totally nervous and in despair, like me.
     

     
    10.00 pm
     
    I left the dressing room and started walking slowly alongside twenty other women, all of them over eighteen. Some were much older. Most of them were wearing only lingerie, garter belts, and on their beautiful faces they had masks to cover their identities.
    Going down the hallway, I saw several dark doors with numbers on them. These were the numbered rooms intended for the VIP customers in the Club of Virgins.
    The hallway was softly lit.
    My steps halted and all of a sudden I froze. My heart was beating strongly and I could feel it in my throat.
    Within moments, I was in the great hall, on a stage in front of a crowd of men of all ages. The lights changed color every instant. Around the stage there were tables and chairs. Further down the back there was a bar which served various drinks. Waitresses circulated only in panties, their breasts were exposed. They were beautiful breasts that should be hidden and kept secure in a decent blouse, I thought.
    In the distance I saw the owner of the nightclub. He came close to some VIP customers and