Back at the club, I readied myself to become involved in level six. I spoke to the manager, paid with my Visa, and was more than eager to begin. I had not seen Audrey since that night. I wanted to drop into the doctor’s office but dared not. Why, I didn’t know. I think I wanted to keep the image of her in the club as uniquely her.
Through my peephole, I watched tongues licking. Two blonde chicks dressed identical in cheerleader uniforms made out on a couch. Nice…great bodies and obviously into each other. Just what I’d ordered, plus a bit more.
Commitment and enthusiasm were admirable qualities, ones I’d insisted upon when making the booking. After seeing Audrey so into it, I wanted to make sure that level six was that and much more.
One of the girls sat on the edge of the couch, openin
