dollars upon her, the gift of which initially offends her.
She takes to moonlighting at "odd jobs." She is engaged to strip atop the boardroom table of executive J. Arthur Conrad (TOM POSTON) and redeems what appears to be certain failure by doing a strip-in-reverse, reeling off stock quotations in a sensual double entendre that turns on the jaded executive like the mere fact of a woman's bare body cannot.
As Xaviera branches out into more lucrative moonlighting "jobs," she becomes the target for rip-offs and blackmail. After "Dick Tracy," a cop, steals $3,000 from her, she calls Madelaine (LOVE LADY POWELL), a madame she had met through Yves.
Madelaine puts Xaviera to work in her salon where she immediately saves an unpleasant situation when one of Madelame's Southern girls refuses to "make the scene" with a black girl as requested by a client. Xaviera dances seductively with the girl, and a "party" is thereby promised not only for the client but for all.
As her experience grows at Madelaine's house, so does Xaviera's ambition. Before long she has opened her own house and taken several of Madelaine's best girls with her. Soon, however, when Madelaine triumphantly, if in disbelief, announces her pregnancy by and forthcoming marriage to a Chicago meat packer (CONRAD JANIS), Xaviera buys Madelaine's salon and moves her own girls and furniture in.
The spacious town house becomes the top house of prostitution in New York, and it is here that Xaviera throws a Christmas party with well dressed Johns and well proportioned girls mingling toward the common end. The evening has almost worn to an end when a call comes from a Mr. Taggert (OWEN HOLLANDER) who wants to visit with two friends. The evening's last guests turn out to be cops. The house is busted.
At the local precinct Xaviera and her girls are kept in a crowded cell all night with common and obstreperous street-walkers, then released on bail in the morning. On the street a boy rushes to Xaviera to quickly place his hand on her body, then runs back to join his friends. An embarrassed grocer, seeing this, apologizes for the boy reminding Xaviera, "He's just a boy." "You're all boys," replies Xaviera, winking at the audacious little boy whose friends now razz and push him.
Xaviera and her girls, in evening clothes, walk jauntly along the narrow street as the city comes to life.