Suddenly he heard footsteps, hid behind the counter. A woman, looking in her fifties, walked around the room, laying flowered towels on the tables and humming that horrible song. He accidentally behaved disastrously and hit something, causing a loud noise that was heard by the lady with white hair who soon tried to discover the origin of what happened.

 — Who's there?

Silence was his answer.

 — Come on, come on, whoever it is!

The girl, frightened and full of suspicion, decided to show herself. Seeing that beautiful girl, with long hair and an innocent look, Maria dos Anjos was sure that she was facing a great source of income and that she could earn a lot of money, exploring the purity of that poor girl. After a few seconds of surprise, he ordered her to approach and asked him about her unexpected presence there, in that brothel.

— Who are you, girl, what are you doing here in my house? After taking a few steps towards the center of the large room and staring with a steady look at who needed to protect herself, she found words to give the right answer.

 — My name is Walquíria, madam, sorry for the invasion. I was coming from the city through the forest, I came across this place and I entered.

 The woman comes a little closer and looks at the visitor better, continuing her inquiries.

 — And what does a beautiful girl like you do, lost in these parts, walking alone through this forest? Where are your parents?

 — It's a long story, lady

 — Well, I think it's good to start explaining yourself, young lady, because it's not every day that a child suddenly appears in my house!

And, giving orders to one of her harlots, he ordered them to take care of the visitor. Vania, a beautiful-looking black woman, much coveted by the regulars of the place, held firmly in one of the girl's hands and led her inside the brothel, following a spacious corridor that led to the large rooms, where the prostitutes lay with their lovers at night.

They were all locked up, the women were asleep, recovering and soon afterwards circulating the hall again and satisfying the sexual appetite of the men who went there to satisfy their desires. Vania took the frightened teenager to the back of the house, where the bathroom was located and there, she provided a complete bath. Before long it was clean and wearing new clothes. Due to having a sculptural body and a stature larger than would be normal for his fifteen years, it was easy to find a dress that would suit him among the many pieces available in Vania clothing.

 While dining in a small room, far from the hall, Mary from Angels made Vania aware of her claims for the girl who had just arrived at the cabaret. He intended to negotiate his virginity with his clients, preferably the wealthiest. As the farmers of the region who frequented that den of prostitution in search of new fantasies, the accomplice gave him the idea of ​​communicating the news to Colonel Santiago, the largest and most powerful cattle farmer in that region and his main client:

  — The colonel needs to be warned about the girl, otherwise he will be mad at you

  — I know that, I'm going to send Cesario over there on the farm to break the news, besides that only he will be able to pay what this brat is worth

  — But how can you be sure that it is still pure, Dona Maria?

  — By God, woman, it's just a girl!

  — Great things, I got lost at thirteen!

  — Do not want to compare yourself to a girl as she is, Vania, she seems to have been raised with decency, since you were the daughter of some bitch!

After saying these things, he retired to the drawing room and ordered the employee to take the news to the Colonel so that he could come to her as soon as possible. Meanwhile, the innocent girl, who had just emerged from a terrible situation in life, was about to enter another maze of pain and suffering. She was reassured by being welcomed by the owner of the house, believing that it was a place of decent people.  That I could stay there for a few days and then leave. He had in mind to get money to pay for a ticket to Bragança, where his mother's friend, Mrs. Brigite, lived.

To make you aware of the latest events and ask her to welcome you. But, fate had traced another story to him and that same night he was able to see up close what he had only heard before.The women adorned themselves as if they were going to a party, the wide corridor that divided the rooms on the left and on the right was too narrow for the traffic of so many people.

The scents of jasmine and roses took over there and it was impossible not to smell, they could be perceived from a long distance. The whores' ornate and extravagant garments attracted attention, left their bodies exposed and when they entered the room. The men grabbed them violently and made deep blows. Others danced, drank and did all kinds of indecent acts, the atmosphere was filled with debauchery.

She was observing everything in the distance, hidden behind the wall that divided the rooms, she could hardly be noticed, looking in the doorway made of Angelim. Gradually the couples went to the rooms in the corridor, she had to return immediately to her rooms to avoid being noticed. Even so, he watched the whores come and go with their partners, entering and leaving the rooms, and wondered what they did so much.

As she was raised far from the city and far from certain truths in life, she was unaware of the sin of prostitution. I only knew that there were good and bad people. That worldly women practiced many indecencies and that they lived on the edge. Where they received their lovers and slept with them. But her mother never went into detail about what sex really was or how it all went down. She was too pure to understand what was going on around her, she was quite scared. This was new to her, who grew up on a routine trip from home to school.  Dividing himself between studies, domestic work and harmonious coexistence with his pets, like the star boa, with whom he sometimes shared his secrets.

He also experienced violence several times as he witnessed the countless occasions when Damasio assaulted his mother and discovered, in the worst possible way, the negative effect that drugs can have on those who use them. The next morning a new harlot arrived at the brothel, her name was Ruth. Young, beautiful and very delicate, she came from the capital at the invitation of Madame with the intention of animating the venue and making new shows, since she was a singer from the best nightclubs in Pará.

When he saw the teenager in one of the rooms of the house, when he passed to the rooms reserved for him. She marveled at the fact that a child was there and asked the one who accompanied her if the girl was the mistress's daughter. Knowing immediately that it was a helpless person who suddenly appeared there, being welcomed by the owner of the environment.

According to the information received, she would be taking care of the girl until a family member appeared, but as an experienced woman in the brothel's nightlife. Ruth immediately realized the real intention of the owner of the environment towards the poor unfortunate, mainly because she herself was the victim of a similar situation,. When she was forced to live in an orphanage and without relatives who welcomed her, she was raped and forced to prostitute herself for a long time. in an environment like that, to survive. Having his body abused day and night by men of all kinds and natures.