The reception is nothing like Gemma imagined it would be. A dark-haired girl with glasses stands up the moment they walk through the front doors. There is a pure white couch and a glass table, with a green plant of some kind in a pristine white pot on the glass table.
A portrait of an ocean scene hangs behind the dark-haired girl, and Gemma has to fight the laughter that nearly pops out through her mouth. Mystique is definitely the right description for this place.
It looks more like a doctor’s room than a kink club!
Tank has introduced them to the girl already while Gemma was gaping, and she steps closer to hear the conversation. With his all-around sexiness, he is the perfect person to try and get information out of the girl, but it doesn’t take long for Gemma to notice that the girl
