Once I got to the hotel, the staff at the front desk was the same as last weekend. I wondered if they had days off during the week. The only difference between then and now was there were some novelty items on the desk. Snacks and magazines. That kind of stuff. The desk clerk remembered me from last weekend. “Good evening, miss. How can I help you?”
“I’m here for room 696.”
I could read it on their faces. They had questions. This lady checked me in last weekend. She saw me with Chris. But again, Chris was more feminine, so maybe they assumed I was a lesbian. “Sure, let me contact your companion and let them know you’re here.”
I didn’t respond. There was no need to. She had already started making the calls before I even said anything. I looked around the hotel while she made the call. La
