~Becca
I moved to Europe with the hope of getting funding for my new book. It was a modern take on cama sutra techniques that I thought would benefit the world.
But the Czech republic was not what I expected it be.
Right when I was about to give up on my search for a sponsor and go back to New York city, an opportunity came. But it was far from appropriate.
I was told to "earn" my keep. Little did I know that would mean spending a night at one of the filthiest underground s*x dungeons in the world.
I stepped out of the freezing Prague streets and into a building that smelled like wet concrete and cigarettes.
A man named Marek met me at the back. He was huge, with yellow teeth and a scar running down his cheek. He pointed to a rickety old elevator. The metal cage groaned as we w
