NMS: Good For What Ails You

New Moon Sale Commission: 6. Snake Oil

"You open up the bottle, peering deep inside,
You see the black ichor bubble, is it safe t' imbibe?

You hold your nose and take a swig, the taste you do ignore,
When suddenly you gag on it, spitting it thickly to the floor.

You wipe your mouth in protest, your lips fuller than you recall,
You try to stand, but feel a hand catch you fore you fall.

The grip is strong, the hands are rough, a familiar heat ignites,
The creaking of the stairs echo as you climb to the room of delights.

You strip away your clothing, your laces and your frills,
He helps you out excitedly, already counting his bills.

He asks your prices and services, a good girl has many,
You list them off  excitedly, seducing away his every penny.

The night is long, and your partner strong, the warm night air leaks in,
You here the rabble of the crowd below, the Saloon now filled with sin.

The drinking, the merriment, and the women of carnal lust,
Distract all fair travelers, from the Wild Western dust.

You belong to this period, a lustful bird happy in her cage
The Snake Oil fulfilled its promise, 'A Cure for the Modern Age'."

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