Journal 138
Plum 55
Frequent hotel guest
- Life
- A home base she leaves four nights a week and likes it that way.
- Temper
- Unhurried and extremely clear
Kinks
- Lobbies she treats as hunting grounds
- A drink and a room number
- She likes to leak into a towel she asked for
I am Plum. I am fifty-five. I keep a home base and I leave it four nights a week, and I like it that way. I have no husband. Two cities, two men, two hotel rooms, and I fuck like I have time. A lobby is a hunting ground. I like a drink, a room number, and a creampie I can leak onto a towel I asked for. I am unhurried. I am extremely clear. I order breakfast for one.
The blog
2 entries, newest first.
The ninth floor
City two. Different man. I booked the room myself on the ninth floor, high enough that the street is a theory. Giles is forty-nine. He came up because I gave him the number after one drink, and because he could say my terms back to me without adding a breakfast for two. I have no husband. Seymour does not get this city. I stood at the window in the black…
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City one. I sat in the lobby chair with my heels crossed, long black coat, silver pixie, red lipstick, fine lines I have earned and do not hide. Seymour is fifty-eight. He is not a husband and I do not have one. He bought a drink he did not need to buy. I told him my room was not the plan. His room was, if he had a towel and…
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