French Resistance

Susanne was about to say goodbye to her friend Dominique when a jeep pulled up outside and an American officer entered.

Madam Deloise greeted him but she had to call upon Susanne and Dominique to translate for her.

The officer, who said he was a colonel smiled at the girls. "Bonsoir mademoiselle," he said and the girls laughed.

He looked puzzled at this and Susanne said, "we should talk in English don't you think?" And Dominique, who also spoke good English, explained to him. "Sir you have just bade us good evening!"

Then the girls explained their circumstances and why they were here.

The colonel was shocked. "But you are two such obviously well educated girls," he exclaimed.

Dominique explained that her friend was about to go back to England and hopefully find her family. "But some of us have nowhere to go and no money and we have decided for the time being to stay here."

The colonel, who was not one to miss a trick said, "I have to tell you that are men would welcome such an establishment."

Dominique, who had a good business head on her young shoulders asked if the girls would be paid for their services and the colonel just laughed.

"Paid!" he exclaimed. "Girls would earn their fortune overnight. Our men are paid well but have nothing to spend their money on. But we do not like the word prostitute he said. We would prefer to call you escorts."

The girls laughed at this and Dominique said, "prostitute, escort, what's the difference we would still finish up flat on our backs!"

This forthright remark rather shook the mature American colonel. He was not used to such talk from two obviously upper class girls.

Madam Deloise was told and was of course delighted. It was arranged that a U.S. army doctor would pay monthly visits as before and all the rules should remain in place.

Good new travels fast and the next day the brothel was besieged by sex-hungry GI's.

Dominique had but one aim in mind. To make a few thousand dollars and find her way to the United States where she already had plans to exploit the age-old profession that she had become used to.

The doctor arrived and he was a very handsome young man. Of course the girls, who were all totally shameless, teased him unmercifully. Francoise was one of the first to be examined and she had chosen the most please-fuck- me underwear in readiness to seduce him. No sooner than she entered the room she proceeded to take her dress off to display herself as provocatively as possible in front of the embarrassed doctor.

"You should undress behind the screen," he told her with a very red face.

Francois ignored him. "Would you like me to take my panties off?" she asked with mock girlish coyness.

Once on that special chair the doctor apologised and told her that he had to examine her vagina. "Of course you do doctor dear," Francois told him, and spread her legs invitingly for him.

"Lovely warm hands sir," she said then she acted as if he was arousing her and she simply said please don't stop!

The embarrassed doctor had several more girls to see who, because of the life style they had been forced into, were completely without shame and enjoying teasing the "dishy" doctor.

A makeshift bar was set up in the reception lounge and for the first time girls were being taken out for a meal before taking their escort up that marble staircase. The GI's were so generous that the girls could make more money in one evening that they had ever dreamed of.

The girls simply couldn't cope with so many "customers" and discipline soon began to break down. Girls were seen taking two or three men at a time to their room. "I thought the Germans could fuck," said on of them," but these GI's, wow!"

Susanne had been to England and seen her family but soon made the excuse that she would like to return to Paris, "where a lucrative job", awaited her. Dominique was delighted to see her close friend again.

Soon an American colonel, who was in his fifties and due for retirement when he returned to the States, began to take an interest in Dominique.

"Whatever is a nice girl like you doing in a place like this," he asked her.

Dominique explained her circumstances and slyly told him that she really wanted to get married to "a nice man" but she thought it was unlikely that anyone would want her now. Her mind was busily concentrating on her goal, of living in the United States. She was obviously thinking, perhaps this nice, elderly American officer could turn out to be her "Sugar Daddy!"

They began to see each other regularly and he invariably took her out to a nice restaurant where they struck up a genuine friendship. It flattered him so much that he could be seen in the company of a pretty girl. "Why don't you come back to "The States" with me Honey," he said one evening. "I will take you away from "all this." I know you were forced into this life and it wasn't your fault." He ignored the obvious point that Dominique was now selling her body voluntarily! As far as he was concerned he would love to return home with an attractive young girl less than half his age. It would make him feel young again!

Dominique had hooked her prize and told Susanne that he was nothing more than her ticket to America.