Club Voyeur Series (4 Books in 1)
I hoped to find out.
"Hello, Michael," my voice was gravelly. I was almost startled by it.
"Let's go to another part of the house," he said. "I'd like to get to know you better."
He turned, as if me following him was a foregone conclusion. I set my drink somewhere. I didn't know, I wasn't thinking about anything as I followed Michael. I admit I was curious. We went through several rooms, into a kitchen and then down some stairs. It was a basement of sorts. Florida didn't really have basements, but it was a sunken room. Small windows were high up near the ceiling but covered with something black. No light would get in during the day. The lights were low and spot-lighted a couch and some chair