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Isabella was bedecked in a sheer gauzy pleated white gown with a heavy necklace of lapis lazuli and gold-colored beads. The lapis brought out the blue of her eyes. A matching belt was slung low on her hips. Her black hair was long and loose with a gold circlet above her brow. Her costume was modeled after the drawings in the tombs of Egypt. Very appropriate for the secret upstairs theatre of the Adventurers' Club. The gauze dress clung to her curves and hinted at her rosy nipples and the dark secret at the top of her thighs. Her eyes were lined with kohl adding to her exotic look. She even spoke with a foreign accent. It was as much to make her more intriguing as it was to disguise who she really was, a half gypsy girl who worked as a librarian by day and danced in the gentleman's club by night to make ends meet. She could have made even more money if she chose to offer more private entertainments, but she would have to be more down on her luck before she resorted to such things, even if these were learned and monied men who made lewd suggestions as she danced for them on the small stage.
By day, Isabella worked in the private library belonging to the Society of Antiquaries of London. She loved the smell of the old books, going through the shelves climbing ladders to pull down tomes that members required for their research. She felt like a treasure hunter seeking out obscure and arcane books. However, the pay was low even with tips from grateful patrons. And London was an expensive city.
One of the girls at the boarding house where she lived told her how she could make easy money entertaining at a notorious gentleman's club. On he surface it looked like any other club, but there was a theatre upstairs where all manner of lewd and lascivious entertainment took place, while the top floor contained private rooms and suites where the members might have liaisons with their mistresses or the girls who performed there. It was rumored that the basement was more of a dungeon where members could explore the darker side of desire. It was said that the Adventurers' Club made the Cannibal Club look like a convent school. Isabella could not speak to that since she resolutely refused to do anything ore than to dance in a variety of scanty costumes. The theatre presented all manner of entertainments from magicians to contortionists, all manner of the exotic and erotic including mimed (or actual) sex acts.
Isabella signed an agreement with Jeeves, the manager or maitre d' or concierge, he seemed to be all those things and more, that she would never divulge the names of the members nor what activities took place on the premises, that all gifts and tips were hers to keep, although it was hinted that Jeeves would not say no to a tip slipped his way if he made a lucrative introduction for her to one of the members. After a brief tryout to show that she could easily play the fiery gypsy, the sensual harem girl, or a Greek stature come to life, she began working there regularly on weekend evenings when the members expected to be entertained. When she was done performing she was expected to come out and sit with the gentlemen who wanted to get to know her better, although she always declined invitations of an intimate nature. She was not a prostitute. So far, that approach worked well for her. Men seemed to desire her more since she was unobtainable. Just like the relics and antiquities they searched the world for. She had yet to meet a man that made her pause before saying no.
Her Cleopatra routine was popular with the audience. She used a stuffed snake holding it over her head or wrapping it around her and then pressing it to her breast as Cleopatra had done with the asp. Then she would slide to the floor and undulate, quiver and roll her hips while crying out, supposedly in the spasms of death, but it looked far more like the throes of passion. Some nights, she performed the "dance" multiple times.
By day, Isabella worked in the private library belonging to the Society of Antiquaries of London. She loved the smell of the old books, going through the shelves climbing ladders to pull down tomes that members required for their research. She felt like a treasure hunter seeking out obscure and arcane books. However, the pay was low even with tips from grateful patrons. And London was an expensive city.
One of the girls at the boarding house where she lived told her how she could make easy money entertaining at a notorious gentleman's club. On he surface it looked like any other club, but there was a theatre upstairs where all manner of lewd and lascivious entertainment took place, while the top floor contained private rooms and suites where the members might have liaisons with their mistresses or the girls who performed there. It was rumored that the basement was more of a dungeon where members could explore the darker side of desire. It was said that the Adventurers' Club made the Cannibal Club look like a convent school. Isabella could not speak to that since she resolutely refused to do anything ore than to dance in a variety of scanty costumes. The theatre presented all manner of entertainments from magicians to contortionists, all manner of the exotic and erotic including mimed (or actual) sex acts.
Isabella signed an agreement with Jeeves, the manager or maitre d' or concierge, he seemed to be all those things and more, that she would never divulge the names of the members nor what activities took place on the premises, that all gifts and tips were hers to keep, although it was hinted that Jeeves would not say no to a tip slipped his way if he made a lucrative introduction for her to one of the members. After a brief tryout to show that she could easily play the fiery gypsy, the sensual harem girl, or a Greek stature come to life, she began working there regularly on weekend evenings when the members expected to be entertained. When she was done performing she was expected to come out and sit with the gentlemen who wanted to get to know her better, although she always declined invitations of an intimate nature. She was not a prostitute. So far, that approach worked well for her. Men seemed to desire her more since she was unobtainable. Just like the relics and antiquities they searched the world for. She had yet to meet a man that made her pause before saying no.
Her Cleopatra routine was popular with the audience. She used a stuffed snake holding it over her head or wrapping it around her and then pressing it to her breast as Cleopatra had done with the asp. Then she would slide to the floor and undulate, quiver and roll her hips while crying out, supposedly in the spasms of death, but it looked far more like the throes of passion. Some nights, she performed the "dance" multiple times.
