The Red Light Club
After my encounter with Lance Graham, I found my way home and went to sleep. I awoke to the sound of Jen stumbling home at 6 A.M. She had been at a guy’s apartment up town in a three way. I was jealous, but recanted my story and, to my surprise, Jen flipped out. “You met Lance Graham? No! You fucked Lance Graham! Lucky slut!” She exclaimed. “Who is he?” I questioned. “Carly, how have you not heard of Lance Graham?” She stared at me for a moment, realizing I had no answer to her question....