The Kiss

Owner: Mrs. B

Performers: Violetta, Yvette

What one can't get in real life can always be bought for a price, and the place for such supple fantasy in Saint Burleaux is The Kiss. Generally ill spoken of by the more religious folk, even the staunchest of conservatives have to admit that it does draw people in, and makes a pretty profit for the smaller town compared to its' bigger cousin of New Orleans.

Drapes of red velvet obscure any way of peeking inside without paying, though near life size photos sit in each window, displaying the performing girls in costumes of bedazzled black and gem covered white, each one more alluring than the next. For those who can afford the price, they are brought inside to a couch lined reception and bar area at first, drops of crimson ruby hanging from the ceiling and playing off the golden glow that seems to come from every conceivable angle. A tiny sidebar lists exorbitant prices for wicked cocktails such as 'Widow's Kiss' and 'Virgin's Tear', and other strangely named drinks. Of course, the plush red door has a plaque stating that no drinks are allowed beyond that point, as well as other simple rules such as no touching the performers.

Inside of the main performance room are rows of long cushioned seats, enough for an entire entourage of viewers to ogle over the classy titillating displays. Each of the ladies specializes in a facade, from dark and sultry to sweet and bubbly, whatever one could want is presented for the right price.