Sophia, twenty-two years old, and Phoebe, two years younger, were waiting for the Mississippi steamboat at the St. Louis dock in the Summer of 1836. They knew that some of the male passengers would be interested in what they had to sell. The girls were selling an hour of their time above a sleazy saloon along the riverfront. They expected to spend that hour on their back or on their knees in exchange for a few dollars. Th...