Chapter Eight
The Black
When we arrived and started setting up the club for opening, I was glad to be back in familiar territory. I tried to put the strange incident behind me. It was an accident, after all. When the waitresses arrived, I poured myself a glass of Perrier, shut and locked my door and opened the curtain. I relaxed and watched the women greet each other with a kiss. As usual they undressed and put on their G-Strings, stockings and heels, and then sat in front of the mirror to apply their makeup and fix their hair.
While all of the women were quite pretty, Anne-Marie was the most beautiful of all. I gazed at her as she painted her full lips a deep shade of red and applied a light blue eye shadow and dark mascara. She stared at me through the glass and winked. I placed a tre
