<em>"The Madame makes her daily rounds...</em><br/><hr/>Guinevera walked out of Trin's room unusually refreshed. That one kiss up the girl's lips got the adrenaline pumping through her veins. Neither was she fatigued or lazy at the moment and she decided that it was time to make her rounds. She just had to get changed first, and boy, it would take a long time getting into another corset. Her abdomen killed her like most women who wore them, but it was a small price to pay for being a fashionable whore.<br/><br/>She took a quick glance from the veranda to see the activity of the saloon. The party at the bar had left, but Irene still was pouring drinks and getting tips from the hands of the men, flirting once or twice towards the regulars. The Mexican saloon girl still carried trays of shot glasses and full bottles of liquor. Some even had plates of various cooked meats that added a homely aroma to the atmosphere to the bar. Guinevera then went to her room to get out of her current outfit.<br/><br/>------> Madame Guinevera Starr's Room