Chapter Ten
Andrea knocked softly on the door marked with her initial, as if a lack of response would give her an excuse to walk away. But the door opened. Standing at the door was a naked young woman about her own age. Her tousled brown hair fell around her pretty face, highlighting her large brown eyes. Around her neck was a studded leather collar.
The woman saw Andrea’s expression. “If you run away, it’ll be worse. Just come in.”
Andrea found herself in a long room with dormer windows and eight beds.
“I'm Marjorie,” the woman said. “Whatever happens, just go along. It'll be over before you know it. Come.”
Despite the situation, Andrea found herself looking speculatively at the woman’s pretty bottom.
Marjorie took her through a mirrored dressing room. “Listen especially to Connie.
