CHAPTER 10
TAY WHARF, EAST END AND NEW SCOTLAND YARD, LONDON
The misty reflection in the steamed-up bathroom mirror grinned back at Bethany for having triumphed over adversity after applying her eye shadow. She had good reason to be cheerful, since her preparations for an early afternoon encounter with Kaylee Kuddles had gone superbly well. She smiled as she recalled the phone conversation. How well she had duped the p********e into thinking that she, Bethany, was gay. Making it clear to the w***e that she had made her choice thanks to her name, she convinced Kaylee that she didn’t seek anything other than straight and cuddlesome s*x.
“Do you like vodka, sweetie?” she had asked. “I’ll need some Dutch courage because I’m not used to trysts like this.” She played the false innocent, altho
