Grace's Overnight in Denver On Business
She ping-ponged the hotel hall, searching for her room. Once inside, she only managed shoes before sprawling the bed. Conference finished, the club was a rival's smirky suggestion. With three drinks down, resolution melted on a dance-floor pulsing with lust. Commanding hands and fire-red hair led her to a bathroom stall. On her knees, she suckled noisy honey, as women watched, hoping their turn would come. In the morning,...