I followed my mates out of the house and towards their office with my heard thumping like a caged animal. I was excited and terrified at the same time. I just don't know which one is winning over.
We made our way towards the wall in the corner. Callum shifter the vase sitting on top of a small table near the wall and then removed the piece of wood from the middle of the table.
My eyes widened when a screen like thing lit up with some numbers on it. Callum punched some numbers on it and the wall started to move. I gasped when the wall opened and in came the view of a room. Not a simple room but a den, as Callum likes to call it.
Some people call it red room, some call it sex dungeon, some call it a playroom. My mate likes to call it a den. His den.