WIP

A petite girl stood in front of a mirror, tears staining her bright red cheeks as she fixed her wild hair, using her fingers as a substitute for a brush. Her soft brown eyes scanned her half-naked, bruise-covered body as she stepped back and went to adjust the small tube top that just barely covered her small chest. She bit her bottom lip and let her eyes drift away from the reflection that seemed to be mocking her.. Oh how did she ever end up like this..?

"H-hello, my name is Lynnette Perrine Lemare a-and I was just calling about the job interview.." The teen nervously spoke as she played with a strand of her short hair. "O-oh.. it's been filled already? A-alright.. Thank you, sir." She pressed the bright red END button on her phone and let out a disappointed sigh. She had been searching for a job for quite a while now, her brother had been in an accident and it was up to her to keep the apartment. So far, she's had no luck. Fifteen interviews, all rejected. Letting out another sigh, she looked to the newspaper on the coffee table and saw an add for a ... brothel.
'DO YOU HAVE A NICE BODY? DO YOU NEED MONEY FAST? THE BROTHEL IS ALWAYS LOOKING FOR MORE BEAUTIFUL WOMEN! CALL 757-660-9828'
Hesitantly, Lynnette began to dial the number on the add. She put the reciever up to her ear and took a deep breath as it began to ring. She waited quite a few seconds before a man's voice came from the other end,
"Hello?"
The girl took another deep breath. This was her only hope.. She couldn't go back now.
"H-hello.." She squeaked and gnawed at her lower lip as she sat down on the couch, her eyes seeming to be glued leave the carpeted floor.
"Are you calling about the ad, Miss?"
"Y-yes.."
"Let's begin the interview, then."
An interview? So suddenly? She was a little caught off guard when the man began asking her questions. All of these things made her so uncomfortable..
"Have you ever had any sexual experience?"
"O-only with one person."
"What's your cup size?"
She wanted to lie.. So bad.. "A.."
But she just couldn't risk the job.
"Height?"
"Four feet and eleven inches.."
"Mmhm.. And how are you with self revelation?"
"I-I don't like it that much.."
There was a long silence. Oh no, had she ruined her last chance at a job?
"I'll see you bright an early tomorrow morning at 7."
And with that, the man hung up.
Lynnette breathed a sigh of relief when she heard she got the job.. But how was she going to explain this to her brother. She was going to start working at a whore house.. How does one simply /explain/ such a thing?
The teen got up and slowly made her way to the bathroom, flicking the light on when she entered. She pulled her dark blue sweater over her head and tossed it onto the white tile below. She examined her petite body in the mirror and began to feel a little subconscious about herself. She had scars on her wrists, arms, and thighs, her chest was barely noticable even if she stood sideways, and she was so /short/. How would anyone find her attractive?

The Next Day
Lynnette made her way down to the brothel and made it there exactly at 7 AM. She saw a tall man with messy black hair and chocolate brown eyes by the door. He must be the owner.. She slowly went over to him and smiled shyly. "U-um.." She fidgeted with the scarf she was wearing (it was rather cold that day),and tapped the man on his arm to get his attention. "S-sir?" She said in a squeaky tone, stepping back when the man's eyes shifted down to her.
His gaze was so cold...
The man smiled and held his hand out to the now trembling Lynnette. "My name is Travis Townsend, it's very nice to meet you.." He purred in a low tone. Lilly let out a small whimper as she fearfully shook the man's hand. Ah, being around strangers really irked her shyness. "You don't have to be so scared, I won't hurt you. I assure you that I am /very/ gentle with my women..." He snaked an arm around her small body and lead her inside.
The brothel was rather large, a bar was set up at the far left with a few tables, rooms were to the right, stairs lead to more rooms. The place seemed really sanitary for such a.. dirty job.
"You will be set in room number 26." Travis said, tossing a set of keys to the young woman. Lilly went to catch the keys, only to have them slip through her small fingers and land on the wood floor. She apologized and quickly picked the silver set of keys up.
Travis went over to Lilly and  slowly moved his arms around her small frame, and pulled her close. "For a girl with no tits or hips, you're pretty cute.." He murmurred in a sly tone, his hands making their way down to the girl's small hips. "If you want.. I could show you the ropes of this whole thing." He kept his voice low, just incase anyone decided to walk in.