“So you’ve been thinking about him naked?”
“No. I was just saying…”
“And tell me again why sexy tattoos are a bad thing?”
“You’re impossible. I want a classy gentleman.” But I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t had a few dreams about that sexy, tattooed liftman lifting me against the elevator doors and having his way with me. What? You would too if you hadn’t been touched by a man since your 24-hour boyfriend disappeared months ago. Unless you counted groping your new boss. Which I did not. Because that never happened. Why wasn’t I better at repressing things?!
“Then what are you waiting for?” Chastity hopped up and opened the bookcase that led to my gigantic closet. “Let’s get ready to party!”
“It’s just an orientation.”
“Then let’s get ready to be oriented!”
“Hmmm…yeah, that doesn’t have quite the same ring to it. You were right the first time - let’s party!”And hopefully not get AIDS.
This Is War - Chapter 7 – The Dress Check
Friday – September 15, 2023
“Good evening, ladies,” said the liftman as we stepped onto the elevator. It was the same one as the other night - the one who probably had tats all over his naked body. Alas, tonight he was fully clothed in a crisp green uniform. His nametag identified him as Cole.
“Club Onyx, please,” said Chastity.
“My pleasure.” Cole hit a button on his little keypad and the elevator took off.
Well that was easy.
“So…” Cole looked us up and down. “First time at Club Onyx?”
“How’d you know?” I asked.Oh no. Did I do something weird?I reached up to make sure my black wig hadn’t gotten caught in the elevator doors. And then I looked down to make sure my boobs weren’t out. Everything seemed to be in place.Thank God.I couldn’t have dealt with another awkward naked elevator encounter. Incident #3 still haunted me. I pressed my lips together to make sure I wouldn’t strip, curtsey, or say, “Top of the morning, good sir,” by accident.
“Most members know to ask for floor 62. It’s always good to be discrete when you’re running a secret sex club. Especially since we share the building with the Caldwell Hotel.”
“Oh.”Oops.
“And then there’s the fact that you guys have tried to sneak in at least five times in the past couple months. Clearly you weren’t members yet, or that wouldn’t have happened.”
He remembers that?I remembered parts of it, but we’d been pretty freaking drunk. I was sure we’d made fools of ourselves.
“But most importantly,” he continued, “it would be impossible for me to forget a girl like you.”
Was he talking to me? Or Chastity? And what did he mean by that? Was he calling us hot or awkward?
“Oh, one other word of advice. Make sure you always use this elevator. The others can’t go above Floor 61.”
“Good to know,” I said as the doors dinged open.
“Welcome to Club Onyx,” said Cole.
A group of handsome men in expensive tuxedos politely waited for us to exit before taking our place on the elevator. I tried not to stare at them.
A doorman dressed just like Cole greeted us. “Good evening, ladies. May I take your dresses?”
“Excuse me?” I said.Did he just offer to take my dress?
“They’re new,” said Cole.
The doorman nodded. “Ah, then it will be my pleasure to give you a tour…”
