After finding nothing but tequila and vodka in the pantry, I settled for a cold beer. I figured the alcohol content was low enough for me to not get a...y more buzzed than I already was. Natalie joined me in the kitchen. I could tell she felt the same way I did. Chuckling, she sidled next to me and whispered, ‘I know you must think they’re all sluts, but I promise, everyone’s cool. Most of them are making it up for sure.’ I leaned my head on her shoulder silently. Nat had been my best friend for. Occasionally, she and Debra were required to perform together.They would put on a show for the men which usually consisted of both Holly and Debra being nude, and Holly performing lesbian sex on her sister. Afterward, both sexy brunette sisters would be gangbanged. It seemed to be harder on Debra than Holly. Afterall, the younger sister had been a prostitute longer, and had fucked many more men and sucked off more strange cocks than her sister. Holly was now a professional prostitute doing. Usually he writes in his study, but now I see that he is editing, massive amounts of text annotated with a red biro. I try and read in between his scribbles but I can't make head or tail of anything this far through a plot, so I abandon the task. I hang the hand towel on the Aga rail and leave the clean flagstone kitchen just in time to see Eliot going up the stairs with Byron's clothes in his hands. I follow him up at a distance, my footsteps heavily muffled by the thick pile carpet.I stop. Pulling into the hotel parking lot, my cell phone rang. It was Sheryl. She greeted me with a "Didn't think I was serious, did you?!" I confessed to her that I did not believe she was serious. "Does that mean you're not interested?" Not wanting to lose the opportunity, I quickly replied with a "Not at all - of course I'm interested! How about dinner?" She responded with a "Light, quick dinner sounds good. Of course, I want dessert!" I asked her "Would dessert be at the restaurant, or my room?".