Found 222 results for "Prostitution in fiction"
by John Cleland
I sit down to give you an undeniable proof of my considering your desires as indispensible orders: ungracious then as th...
by Лев Толстой
THOUGH hundreds of thousands had done their very best to disfigure the small piece of land on which they were crowded to...
by Simone de Beauvoir
Woman? Very simple, say the fanciers of simple formulas: she is a womb, an ovary; she is a female-this word is sufficien...
by Daniel Defoe
My true name is so well known in the records, or registers, at Newgate and in the Old Bailey, and there are some things ...
by Arthur Golden
Suppose that you and I were sitting in a quiet room overlooking a garden, chatting and sipping at our cups of green tea ...
by Steven D. Levitt, Stephen J. Dubner
Anyone living in the United States in the early 1990s and paying even a whisper of attention to the nightly news or a da...
by Émile Zola
At nine o'clock in the evening the body of the house at the Theatres des Varietes was still all but empty.
by Stephen Crane, Stephen Crane
A very little boy stood upon a heap of gravel for the honor of Rum Alley.
by Beatrice Sparks
Yesterday I remember thinking I was the happiest person in the whole earth, in the whole galaxy, in all of God's creatio...
by Stephen King
She was squinting at the thermometer in the white light coming through the window.
by Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra
Gipsies seem to have been born into the world for the sole purpose of being thieves: they are born of thieving parents, ...
by Francine Rivers
Angel pushed the canvas flap back just enough to look out at the mud street.