Client #28: My Husband in Disguise
Language: en
After showering, I lit a cigarette. Halfway through it, the hotel room door pushed open. I looked at the man in the doorway, startled and panicked. My twenty-eighth john was my husband. 1. I finished my cigarette, stubbed it out, and calmed down. Getting up, I switched the mood lighting to purple. Then, a thought struck me, and I smiled, looking at my husband still standing in the doorway. "Maybe we should change the mood lights, since you're already here... indulging." Brandon's face hardened with rage. He slammed the door shut, stormed over, and clamped his hands around my throat,…