Prue’s attention stayed on their joined hands. “What does it feel like to be touched by a man, Rosie?” The madam grew serious. “I’ve worked in a tavern for many years, honey. It’s been a long time since I was young and innocent like you.” “Please, Rosie,” Prue begged. “Tell me what it was like before you came to work at the tavern. Were you ever with a man?” Rosie nodded. “I was, Prue.” “What was it like?” Tears welled in the madam’s eye’s, long ago memories returning to her. “It was the most wondrous pleasure you could ever imagine.” Hearing a knock on the door, Rosie quickly wiped away her tears. “W-who is it?” -from Mistress of Purity