EXTRACT FOR
Sizzling Hot Erotica 10
(Darren G. Burton)

It was still raining when Craig woke up the next morning. After a shower and only a coffee for breakfast, he took an umbrella from behind the front door and made the dash for the train station. Once in the subway system the train dropped him off right beneath the block where his office building was located. Once he surfaced it was only a short walk through the rain to work.

He spent all morning in his office making phone calls and doing paper work. When it was time to take a break for lunch, he phoned down an order to the snack bar in the foyer and had them deliver him a turkey and salad sandwich.

While he munched away on his food - the first thing he'd eaten all day - Craig's mind drifted back to his coffee the previous afternoon with Roger. He had been planning on waiting until tonight to look into Roger's gift, but he decided he would do it now.

Craig slipped the card from his jacket pocket and placed on the table in front of him. The name of the place jumped out at him like a beacon.

EROTICA

He smiled and took another bite of his sandwich. What is this about, Roger?

Essentially Roger had given him a gift voucher for an out of this world experience at a place downtown called Erotica, where they promised all of your sexual fantasies would be fulfilled.

What was it? A whore house?

Only one way to find out, he decided and dialed the number at the bottom of the card. It rang a couple of times before being answered by a sweet, and somewhat sexy, female voice.

"Hi," Craig said into the mouthpiece. "Someone gave me a gift voucher for a visit to your establishment. I was just wondering exactly what Erotica is. Is it a brothel?"

The woman giggled on the other end. "No, no. We often get asked that question. No, we're definitely not a brothel. We can explain everything to you once you make an appointment and come on it. Would you like to make an appointment now?"

Craig hesitated only a moment. The hell with it. Let's do it.

"Sure," he said.

"We have a few timeslots available still over the weekend, and even one for tonight if you're really keen."

"What time tonight?"

"Eight o'clock."

"Perfect. Book me in." He then proceeded to give the woman his details and hung up the phone. That would give him time to have some dinner downtown after he finished work, then head to this Erotica place.

The receptionist had been quite coy on the phone, reluctant to divulge much at all regarding what went on there and what it was really all about. Guess he'd find out tonight.

Craig finished his sandwich, fetched himself a coffee from the kitchen, then got back to work.