Eternal Toilet SlaveChapter 2 The Proposition
Julie drove me in her black Jaguar out to the rich side of town that was speckled with large fancy homes on lots big enough to hold shopping malls. After driving through an ornate gate and up a cobblestone driveway longer than the New Jersey Turnpike, she parked in a six car garage that was also occupied by a Porsche, two Lexus', and a Cadillac, and walked up two fights of stairs to her bedroom. "Uh, mind if I use the bathroom?" I asked pointing to the master bathroom through a door in...