Chapter 23

As they toweled off, she said, “The voudraisis open tonight. Would you like to go down? My other friends are already there. I waited for you.”

Je voudrais…I want. The rooms where sexual encounters occurred in deep shadow with participants masked for secrecy. Engaged and married couples, adulterers, gay, lesbian, ménage, trans, queer, bondage…whatever your fancy, from the darkest wish of the darkest heart to just plain consensual sex, but always with a safe word that meant “Stop.”

One complaint from a participant that you had failed to honor that command, and you were permanently banned not only from the voudrais, but from the club.

It had been a long time. It fit his mood. He nodded as he toweled off, then slipped into the thick, terry cloth robe she always provided. When he told her his preference, she asked “RACK or SSC?”

“SSC.”

She dialed an in-house phone and spoke softly. They rode the elevator in her suite down together.