-Chris-
I always kept a mask in the glove compartment. I quickly grabbed it and walked between two buildings, where I used the key reserved for members to unlock a hidden door in the wall. It swung open inwardly, and I slipped inside before closing it behind me.
I hurried down the dimly lit hallway until I reached a large carpet hanging from the ceiling. I donned the mask, then pulled back the dark red fabric. Before me, naked bodies were scattered on the floor, hanging from the ceiling, draped over dark red benches, and pressed against the walls. Some were seated in small, shadowy booths in the corners, engaged in conversation.
Here, every pleasure was welcomed—even for those merely seeking companionship. However, I sought much more than conversation tonight. To be honest, talking wa
