CALL GIRL #1
My key clicked in the lock, and we entered a small hallway.
“Which side first? The normal room or the kink room?”
“I’ve seen your bedroom, sweetheart. I don’t need to see it again.”
I placed my hand on the doorknob and smiled at him. Oh, dear. “George, this is nothing like my bedroom. Trust me.”
I pushed it open and stepped inside. Nude photos lined the walls, and thick red curtains were draped over the window. The blankets on the large, black cast-iron bed match them, and the black throw pillows broke up the red somewhat.