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eBook Category: Horror
eBook Description: A young girl must confront the beasts around her in the wild setting of the American west.

eBook Publisher: Fictionwise.com, Published: Midnight Posse, 2004
Fictionwise Release Date: March 2008

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Available eBook Formats [MultiFormat - What's this?]: eReader (PDB) [73 KB] , ePub (EPUB) [66 KB] , Rocket/REB1100 (RB) [57 KB] , Adobe Acrobat (PDF) [275 KB] , Palm Doc (PDB) [63 KB] , Microsoft Reader (LIT) [117 KB] , Franklin eBookMan (FUB) [127 KB] , hiebook (KML) [170 KB] , Sony Reader (LRF) [94 KB] , iSilo (PDB) [52 KB] , Mobipocket (PRC) [66 KB] , Kindle Compatible (MOBI) [93 KB] , OEBFF Format (IMP) [91 KB]
Words: 20592
Reading time: 58-82 min.
Microsoft Reader (LIT) Format: Printing DISABLED, Read-Aloud ENABLED
Adobe Acrobat (PDF) Format:  Printing DISABLED, Read-Aloud DISABLED
All Other formats: Printing DISABLED, Read-aloud DISABLED

"The focus on the role of women is a most welcome one and is an instructive antidote to the more common anodyne views of hardy, kind-hearted homemakers and feisty gunslingers. The women ... in Angeline Hawkes's 'Madam Chang's Red Dragon Saloon', are necessarily hard-faced and cold-eyed prostitutes doing what they can to try to squirrel away a few savings for an uncertain and probably unpleasant retirement."--Bookideas.com

Madam Chang peered across her desk, which faced a large picture window over-looking the muddy, people-littered street below. Horses and hollerin' could be heard as if nothing but air separated her from the soiled rift-raft coming and going down there in the muck. She reached up and pushed in a hairpin that threatened to slide from her luxurious ebony tresses and took a puff from her small, jade pipe. Smoke curled around her as she exhaled, but she did not try to wave it away.

Madam Chang ran the most prosperous brothel in Telluride, Colorado. Oh, sure the sign hanging on the front of the building with its red and gold gilded dragon read, 'Saloon', but it only took a foot through the red painted doors to see there were no poker games or gaming tables--the only thing they sold at the Red Dragon was liquor and pussy--and Madam Chang's had the most beautiful women in the West. Any color--any size--she had them. Beautiful, clean, ready-to-ride-you whores. These weren't no scared girls fresh off some farm neither. Madam Chang had paid for a bonafide French whore to instruct her girls in all the pleasures of the flesh. Madam Chang felt if one were going to do something in life, then sure as hell, it should get done properly. Her girls charged three dollars a throw and kept half. Their ill-begotten babes were raised in a children's home across town funded by Madam Chang and a percentage of the mothers' wages. The children never knew what their mothers did for a living. After all, it was hard to explain to a child that you threw your fanny twenty times a day in order to pay for his or her upkeep.

Life hadn't always been so comfortable though--but Madam Chang had survived. She was an astute businesswoman and believed any woman that was going to live the life of a whore should have something to show for it when age took its toll and it was time to leave the profession. Most women didn't last past age twenty-five. For the most part, the women had short careers. The lucky ones could hope to latch onto a fella, and run off and marry him; but that didn't happen too often. Most of the girls didn't have family, didn't have friends outside the other whores they worked with. They didn't have no one and nowhere to go. So, she took care of her girls. Took care of the dirty cowboys in need of baths, took care of the abusive scum looking for a brawl--and took care of the general messes that often plagued the lifestyle they lived.

Madam Chang took care of all of the messes and there was no man in his right mind wanted to mess with Madam Chang.

That was now--and forever--if she had any say in the matter. She had been messed with plenty in her life and she had no intention of ever finding herself back in that predicament.