Excerpt:

She was beautiful in the eyes of many, with her face painted whiter than freshly fallen snow and her lips painted the color of a fresh rose. She looked like walking water, with her kimono rippling behind her delicate small feet. She was wanted and desired by wealthy men within Japan and outside the tiny island. Whether the men were crude or sincere, she gave them the mysterious smile that she learned as a meiko, the one that will make the men believe what they wanted to believe. That was the trick of the geisha, to make them believe…but not having their fantasy fulfilled.