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The List: Part VII
An R.L. Mathewson Chronicle
“Hmmm,” Jamie murmured as she raised the hatch covering the round hole in the wall and frowned.
“Why are there two of these?” she wondered out loud as she looked over her shoulder at the other hatch on the wall directly behind her.
“Shit!” Nick snapped, reaching past her and hastily dropping the hatch back in place with a loud bang.
“Mother fucker!” a man suddenly howled from the small room next to theirs, sounding as though he was in a great deal of pain.
“We’re out of here,” Nick said, grabbing her by the arm and pulling her to her feet.
“No, I want to stay!” Jamie pleaded, reaching past her husband and quickly closing the door to the small room, determined to finish this item properly so that later when she crossed off this item, she could do it with a clear conscience.
“Jamie,” Nick said, releasing his gentle hold on her arm so that he could rub his hands down his face while Jamie tried to figure out a way to convince him to stay. “Let’s just go back to the hotel.”
“But, I haven’t had a chance to look around yet!” she protested, quickly glancing around the small room that was really no bigger than a bathroom stall. She shifted to the side so that she could get a better look at the small room, absently noting that the floor was sticky and that the room had a weird odor.
It had a small bench made out of what appeared to be red vinyl with a sloped back against the wall behind her. There was a flat screen television mounted on the wall facing the bench with a payment pad and remote hooked up to it. On the small shelf below the television was a box of baby wipes, tissues, hand sanitizer and a small tube of all-purpose cleaning wipes. A trash can sat in the corner with a small sign that read, “Clean up your mess after you unload,” right above it.
Instead of easing her curiosity, it left her with more questions. Like, why was there a condom machine that sold condoms and personal lubrication outside the room? It seemed a bit odd, especially since she’d only seen men coming and going from this section in the last few minutes, a few of them running off nervously when they’d spotted her. It just seemed like a weird set up to have in an adult store, especially since there weren’t any beds in the rooms. Not that they could have fit in any of the small rooms, but still…….
“There isn’t much else to see,” Nick sighed as he sat down on the small bench.
“What do they use this room for?” she asked, knowing that if she asked questions that he would give in and do his best to answer them, even if it was the last thing that he wanted to do.
“People use these rooms to get off,” Nick answered grumpily.
“Really?” Jamie asked, her brows arching up in surprise as she looked around the tiny room in a whole new light. “Seriously?”
“Yup,” Nick said, sounding tired.
With a frown, she looked at the small television. “They pay to watch porn?”
Nick leaned back, the incline of the bench making it appear as though he was reclining.
“But, they can do that for free on a computer in the privacy of their own homes,” she murmured, still not seeing the allure of coming to a place like this to watch porn. “Why come here?”
His lips twitched as he said, “To get a helping hand.”
She thought about that as went over everything else that she’d seen so far, the men, the condom and lube machine, the holes…….
“Ohhhhhh…..,” she said with understanding.
“Yeah, ohhhhh,” Nick said with a chuckle.
“Oh!” she said, cringing up her face in disgust as she saw the room in a whole new light. Although the place looked clean……..
“I’m ready to go,” she moved to open the door and get out of this room and find a bottle of hand sanitizer to bathe herself in as soon as possible.
“What’s the rush?” Nick suddenly said, reaching past her and locking the door with an audible click.
“Just eager to get back to the hotel in time to catch the next episode of Pawn Stars,” she murmured hopefully.
“But, I thought you had questions,” he pointed out innocently.
“Umm, no, no,” she rushed out, shaking her head, “I’m good.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yeah, I’m…….,” her words trailed off as she heard the sounds of men moaning in pleasure. “Yeah, I’m definitely good. Let’s go,” she said, trying not to cringe as she reached for the doorknob as she tried not to think about all the body liquids that no doubt covered the room from floor to ceiling.
“If you’re sure,” Nick said with a shrug.
“Harder! Oh yeah, that’s it, big boy!” a man moaned loudly as she opened the door. “Oh, spank me harder!”
“Yeah, let’s go,” she said, feeling her face burn as she rushed for the exit.
“Do you want to stop and look around the store?” Nick suggested, sounding amused as he followed after her.
“No, I’m good,” she said, giving the clerk a pained smile as she rushed past him.
“Come again,” he said with a chuckle and a wink that had her cringing.
Instead of responding, she rushed out of the store, headed straight for their rental car and opened the door as soon as she heard Nick unlock the car. She quickly sat in the car, laid her hands on her lap and tried not to squirm as Nick drove them back to the hotel. Twenty minutes later she was practically running to the shower, deciding that it was probably for the best if she had her clothes incinerated. A minute later she was sighing with relief as hot water poured down over her.
“Was it everything you’d hoped for?” Nick asked, chuckling as he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her back against him.
“And then some,” she said, sighing with pleasure as she felt herself relax in his arms.
“I’m not sure that you can cross that item off your list until you’ve given the glory hole a try,” Nick murmured, chuckling as he pressed a kiss against her neck.
She sighed heavily, her lips twitching with amusement now that she was safely away from that place and it’s sticky floor. “I’ll just have to push through the loss.”
“Well,” Nick said, pressing another kiss to her neck, “I might be willing to count the trip if you gave me a helping hand”
She felt him smiling against her neck as he took her hand and placed it right where he needed the help.
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