Chapter Ten
A Sick Kind of Love
The next morning Ju-Won woke up dreaming of kissing the man at the club named John, or someone she thought was John. The flesh between her thighs felt moist. Thinking of the young man, she touched herself until she felt a wave of pleasure and a release.
Afterwards, she looked around the hotel room and realized Mr. Curtis had gone. As she laid in bed she tried to remember what John looked like, but the faces and events from the previous night were already fading from her memory. Looking down at her body, she saw the tattoos and felt ashamed. Ju-Won got out of bed, showered and then fell back asleep for rest of the afternoon until the phone rang.
“Hello.”
“Hello Sugar-t**s. You sound like you were sleeping? Did I wake you up?”
At first, she didn’t recogn
