Old West Group

The local brothel. All good things are just across the tracks. Enter a world of pleasure; anything is feasible... for a price!! And Passion caters to all, regardless of desires and worth.
Passion's Playhouse, ~ odd exterior, familiar interior ~
Passion de Versailles was well-known in St Louis and had increased her small fortune from Evansville tenfold from her services to the wealthy gentlemen of the River City. However, when the first slowdown occurred in the city, the wise Ms. Passion headed to the booming rail camp of Cheyenne, in the Wyoming Territory. Purchasing a small frame house on Ferguson Street, she opened up for "business” and was an overnight success.

Passion, at 26, is described as reddish-blonde-haired, beautiful, strong-willed, and a smart business woman.

Though little is known of her background, rumor has it she was raised in a small town near Evansville, Indiana by a good family, who thought that Bella Louise Andrews worked as a dress designer to the wealthy wives of Evansville. But she never confirms it, nor denies it... and so the rumor told of her promiscuous ventures with the husbands, branding her a whore... and there so she pronounced her new career. Thus the social pariah, tired of the harassment and having accumulated a small fortune, the *Soiled Dove of Evansville* joined a wagon train to St Louis where she eventually married a wealthy businessman who initially financed her brothel in the River City.

Catering to the more prosperous gentlemen of St Louis, Passion’s ladies were the most beautiful of any parlor in the river city, wore fine clothing, received monthly medical exams, and were paid well. And though the "good” women of the city shuddered at the thought, Ms. Passion left her *residence* on 8th Street, and pranced through the city on Fourth Street, a main St Louis thoroughfare, in a small open carriage, led by a team of fine black horses almost daily. Dressed in a different beautiful costume on every outing, her clothes were the envy of the women and produced the desired effect on the men, as they stared at her with longing.

Horrified at Passion’s outings and the fact that her ladies dared to shop at the *best* of stores, the "good women of the propriety” complained. Soon, the St Louis constabulary regulated the shopping hours of "the girls,” allowing them to visit the stores only during "off hours.” In addition, Passion, as well as any other Madame, was charged sixteen dollars a month as a tax upon their pleasure houses. However, business was quick and steady, and this did little to diminish the popularity of the parlor houses. Meanwhile, Passion continued her lively incursions in her carriage through the streets of the River City. Children were forbidden to walk near Fourth Street, and were made to shield their eyes when she, and sometimes her girls, paraded by in her fine carriage.

Soon, with the upcoming constabulary actions against prostitution and the regulation of such *social atrocities*, Passion heard about the railroad from St Louis into Nebraska... and thus, she sold everything she owned, accumulating quite a large sum, and set onward west with her girl, leaving her husband all broken-hearted; who a year later, committed suicide, unable to deal with the loss. Passion and her gals followed the railroads, landing in Cheyenne... an up-and-coming town. And as the town grew, so did Passion’s business...

Not a year after establishing her business, a fire destroyed her building and killed two of her girls... The fire ruined Passion financially and in order to get back on her feet, she formed deals with those men of the railroad, intent on rebuilding better than before. And rebuild, she did, with the finest parlor house that Cheyenne had ever seen. But that was not enough to sate her ambition. Hearing about a town named Sherman, the Madame of Cheyenne, put her favorite girl in charge, and let the city for newfound interests.

Opening in 1869, the two-story wood-ornate building was named "The Playhouse”. Passion spared no expense in decorating the opulent parlour, importing wallpaper from Paris and outfitting it with the finest of hardwood furniture, expensive carpets, crystal electric chandeliers and leather-topped gaming tables. The house even included a back area where cribs welcomed the less-fortuitous of gentleman callers could afford the charms of her “less-costly” *girls*.

Eight lovely girls joined Passion in making her *Playhouse* the most whispered about place in Sherman; some of the girls drawing a rich clientele from as far away as Denver; meanwhile the Cribs catered to those who could only afford much, much less... No one could ever accuse Passion of neglecting ANY man... or woman !!!!