"I was just wandering around. I thought maybe later I'd come to the bar, if there's going, to be a party later." There's always a party," Davis said. ...That why this place is called an Infamous Sex Palace by the cognoscenti." What's that mean?" she said, not recognising the big word, and her mother had taught her to be an inquisitive child."It means somebody on the inside," Davis explained."Then I'm one of the cogn... what you said," she replied, grinning. "It means I'm an insider." You bet you. He eased back from the kiss as the limousine glided to a stop in front of a large nondescript building with elaborate double doors. "Come along, bitch. Time to entertain everyone. Especially me," Doug said. The chauffeur opened the door at the same time the doorman opened wood doors to the club. Doug stepped out of the limousine door with leash in hand, giving her no choice but to follow. As they walked into the club, she nearly sank into the lush red carpet that covered the entire expansive. I continued driving, started to enjoy the touching and looked across challengingly at the man in the passenger seat, he was in his fifties and he just looked back at me with a silly smile on his face.I dont know to this day why I let him get this far, the fact I was an only girl with five men, perhaps bored, feeling sexually desired, I dont really know, but I was enjoying it, as silly as it sounds, I saw no harm in letting some old fart feel me as I drove.Bur sex, as you know, comes in on you. Better still, they looked just like an electric rock guitar or bass, and that would go over well with him. On a hunch, I ordered one three-quarter sized bass in a burnt orange color with white trim. It wasn’t terribly expensive at $175, so I felt it was worth the risk.There was something else I wanted to do as well.“Hi Mama, can I speak to Marianna, please,” I said.“Of course you can, Nico. She’s right here.” I could hear the smile in her voice. I had no illusions about her wish for her.