Chapter 8

Wisp looked to the Madame who remained stoic as the Sphinx and offered no help. Everyone understood what was being unsaid. Wisp looked up and saw the smug, arrogant look of satisfaction on the man’s face and knew how to wipe it off.

“Sir, you imply I am lying about something.”

“If you say so, young man,” was his condescending reply.

“Do you really want to know why I go there and what I went for this afternoon?”

“It would help to know all the facts.”

“It’s where I go to masturbate, sir.”

“Excuse me?”