| Author: | A.G. Fielder | ISBN: | 9781465780805 |
| Publisher: | A.G. Fielder | Publication: | April 20, 2011 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords | Language: | English |
| Author: | A.G. Fielder |
| ISBN: | 9781465780805 |
| Publisher: | A.G. Fielder |
| Publication: | April 20, 2011 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords |
| Language: | English |
Madam Clarisse Jean-Louis Declouet was a bona fide Creole, New Orleans bordello Madam. She had the looks, money, the status and the power that bordello work had afforded her all before the age of 25. Her Maison de Chocolat was the premiere chateau de rendezvous in the district. When it came to the sweet indulgence in the pleasures of those within the black Creole demimonde, Maison de Chocolat was the place to be. Many a man would expressly come to New Orleans to partake in the oft forbidden, hedonistic refinery of the chocolate demimonde. The halls of the Chocolate Bordello boasted some of the most exquisite Creole courtesans that the district had to offer. Not only were their physiques in a palatable array of soft brown hues, but each woman was quite skilled in the erotic art of seduction.
These were the days when sex was considered a most decadent art form that was studied, practiced, and perfected exquisitely by these most desirable professionals. Aside from the exotic beauty of Madam Declouet’s girls, it was their flair for erotic creativity, and solid mastery of how to satisfy the minds, desires and insatiable appetites of men that made them the most appealing seductresses in the district. It became increasingly clear that these qualities were quite the envy of the rival Madams. But all was not lost, because she was as clever as she was smart, and at the end of the day she made favorable alliances with her fellow territorial adversaries.
Madam Declouet was younger than most when she came in and took New Orleans by storm. Having started out as a working girl herself, she quickly moved up the ranks, saved her money and became very wealthy in a short period of time. Her clandestine Maison de Chocolat, although quaint, was a most luxurious bordello that had always left its clientele wanting more. But it wasn’t always this easy for Madam Declouet. Before she became the chic businesswoman whose power extended across racial and political lines – she was merely Clarisse, daughter of a slave whose past lay nearly an hour away on the Lafourche Parish plantation of LeBlanc Estates.
Madam Clarisse Jean-Louis Declouet was a bona fide Creole, New Orleans bordello Madam. She had the looks, money, the status and the power that bordello work had afforded her all before the age of 25. Her Maison de Chocolat was the premiere chateau de rendezvous in the district. When it came to the sweet indulgence in the pleasures of those within the black Creole demimonde, Maison de Chocolat was the place to be. Many a man would expressly come to New Orleans to partake in the oft forbidden, hedonistic refinery of the chocolate demimonde. The halls of the Chocolate Bordello boasted some of the most exquisite Creole courtesans that the district had to offer. Not only were their physiques in a palatable array of soft brown hues, but each woman was quite skilled in the erotic art of seduction.
These were the days when sex was considered a most decadent art form that was studied, practiced, and perfected exquisitely by these most desirable professionals. Aside from the exotic beauty of Madam Declouet’s girls, it was their flair for erotic creativity, and solid mastery of how to satisfy the minds, desires and insatiable appetites of men that made them the most appealing seductresses in the district. It became increasingly clear that these qualities were quite the envy of the rival Madams. But all was not lost, because she was as clever as she was smart, and at the end of the day she made favorable alliances with her fellow territorial adversaries.
Madam Declouet was younger than most when she came in and took New Orleans by storm. Having started out as a working girl herself, she quickly moved up the ranks, saved her money and became very wealthy in a short period of time. Her clandestine Maison de Chocolat, although quaint, was a most luxurious bordello that had always left its clientele wanting more. But it wasn’t always this easy for Madam Declouet. Before she became the chic businesswoman whose power extended across racial and political lines – she was merely Clarisse, daughter of a slave whose past lay nearly an hour away on the Lafourche Parish plantation of LeBlanc Estates.
