Willamina LeFleur was born on April 8th, 1983 in Kansas
City, MO, the daughter of a local plastic surgeon, Claude LeFleur
(second generation American, from a French family) and Jeanine LeFleur,
his quite beautiful, but also quite augmented, receptionist (who was
also his wife). Willa was raised around the concept that anyone could
look better, and that beauty was a quite important concept. So it was
a small wonder that, when she began to develop into puberty, she was
constantly trying to diet, to expand her bust size, and make her face,
hair, hands, and every other part of her become more and more
beautiful.
For her sixteenth birthday, her father gave her a nose job, as well as
some minor facial alterations, which, though they did not completely
change how she looked, made her that much more beautiful. Not that
she needed to be more beautiful; Willa had always been considered
beautiful, sexy, even magnetic to the opposite sex (and a few members
of the same sex, as well). This was countered, as most things in
nature are, of course; she naturally repelled those of the same sex
who didn’t like women. However, they would remain friendly with her
just to stay popular. It was the beautiful people who ruled the
school, young Willa discovered, and, naturally, she assumed that it
would be the same in the real world.Of course,
she also had another assumption about the real world, as based on high
school. She believed she could get anywhere she wanted, as long as a
man was in charge, based just on her sexuality. Because she did… at
least, in high school. Male teachers would often give her better
grades based just on her participation, and male students would do any
homework she asked them to, or anything else, for that matter, just
for a few “favors.” Even sex was not below her in this, and, because
of this, she was not only not a virgin, but quite practiced in sexual
behavior, as well as how to fake the pleasure she was supposedly
receiving in bed.
Graduation day… the proudest day in both her and
her parents’ lives. She had gotten a full scholarship to Harvard
University, where she intended to study medicine, and become a
doctor. Unfortunately, she found quickly that college professors were
nothing like her high school teachers, and college boys would as often
as not rape her and not do what she wanted them to do. After a few
devastating experiences, she ended up on a road trip with some female
friends, who were going to take her to one of their family’s places,
so that she could relax. Unbeknownst to her, the girls were actually
angry at this woman who they considered a slut and a tramp, and so,
when they all stopped to go to the bathroom, Willa found herself
stranded at a gas station in Brentford North, Virginia.
She called her parents, but they’d been told
about some of her activities by the campus authorities, and were so
ashamed of her that they refused to speak to her. With barely twenty
dollars to her name, Mina did her best to dry her eyes and find
something she could do with her life. Now, she was stuck in a place
where only the beautiful AND rich get anywhere, and having beauty
could only allow her to do one thing with her life. Sell their
bodies. Which is how she met Tommy Three-Fingers.
Tommy was a pimp… a nicer one, but a pimp
nonetheless… who she met outside a club in the slummy part of
Brentford North. Thinking her a girl trying to get in on his
territory, he immediately attacked her, and, in terror, she begged him
to spare her life. After experiencing what she could “do” for him,
Tommy decided to try the girl out as one of his own, putting her to
work on the streets. She was actually quite successful, and so he
kept her on, treating her better than most of the rest of his girls.
Those girls who, eventually, became jealous of her, and barely missed
killing her with a baseball bat before she could make a run for it.
She
was then alone, again, with nowhere to go… until she met Vixen Red.
The woman took her in, and, rather than treating her as Tommy had,
cleaned her up, and gave her a decent place to live. In return, of
course, she spent her nights working at Vixen’s brothel. It’s not the
greatest work in the world… in fact, she absolutely hates what she has
to do. But with no one else to turn to, no friends, and no other
money, she does what she has to do to survive.
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