My apologies for not getting this chapter done sooner. My muse found himself (yes, I know that they are female, but for me, it’s a male, just accept it and move on) working on other projects. Please comment, the good, not so good and the awful when you finish reading. It’s especially helpful in the writing process. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: all things Firefly/Serenity are the property of Whedon et al. I’m only playing with his toys for a spell.

Spoilers: the show and the BDM

Rating: Teen and up

The building was unassuming in its simplicity from the outside. The only writing was in Mandarin and said relaxation, the apparent code word in New Athens for whorehouse.

Pushing through the doors, the crew of Tylon’s Pride were immediately bombarded by the smell of opium and other drugs. Captain Tylon’s face warped into a wicked grin. “Jeanine!” he bellowed. “Get yer ass down here.” He chewed his cigar and looked to Jayne. “You’ll like her. She’s a good’un for vigrins.”

The other four men laughed, the joke not seeming to ever end. Being the newest crewman, Jayne had little option than to take the ribbing.

“Well, speak o’ the devil.” He removed his cigar and planted a dirty kiss on the woman’s lips. She responded in kind. “Got someone here for ya.” Tylon nodded towards Jayne. “Needs his cherry popped.”

Jeanine eyed the young man. “Virgin, huh?” She grinned as Jayne reddened at the continued laughter. “Don’t mind these boys.” She waved a hand at them. “Wasn’t that long past when they were comin’ in for their firsts.” She turned to Tylon. “Same as usual?”

He nodded.

“Well, then...what’s your name?”

Jayne looked sheepishly at the crew and Captain. If being a virgin had been difficult to live with, his girly name had been nearly impossible.

“Jayne,” Bodine answered with a lyrical sneer.

“All right then, Jayne,” she grasped his hand, “why don’t you come on upstairs with me.”

Unable to say no, Jayne went with the woman amidst the catcalls and hoots of his