..We, of course, took a detour to another location. The club got together at Raquel's, and retired to the large common room she and her husband had in...their condo. There were all of the usual things you need for a party: snacks and lubricants on a side-table, inflated mattresses on the floor, a dance floor, a few couches and chairs along the periphery, and a couple of bathrooms with showers for cleaning up. The latter was important for both Mary Alice and myself. We did NOT want to return to. But shecouldn't. She wanted to put it all into a big box, and bury it like shealways had, but every attempt faltered and the memories washed over her.She hadn't felt so weak since she had helplessly watched her motherbeaten to death, and instead of being able to shut down she was forced toacclimate to it all. She was frail and useless, and she despised herselfmore and more with every passing moment.The voices didn't hate her though. As her suffering bleed from her theydidn't judge, they. I've spoken with a couple of the other gentlemen you've already met with, and they've had nothing but praise for you. Megan here was telling me that the two of you are very well acquainted already. I'm excited to hear that since most of the time I have with you I intend for you and Megan to give me a show. Please, have a seat with her on the couch."I walked over next to Megan and sat down beside her on the small couch at the corner of his office. He sat in the chair in the middle of the floor. It was warm with a comfortable feeling about it. Must be part of the game, he thought. This was the first time he had ever been inside a house of prostitution and she was the first whore he had ever met. An older woman came into the room. She looked about fifty, but still she looked good. She still had a nice figure and dressed very well."Susan, are you all right? I was worried when you didn't show up on time." I'm just fine, Gloria. My car broke down and this truck driver picked me up. Gloria,.