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announce I went to this place. I’m not even going
for sex. I’m going out of curiosity and boredom. I have nothing better to do
and never been to one before, so why the hell not? I always thought sex clubs
were urban legends or places that Hollywood types thought up. I want to know if
it’s like an old time whorehouse or if it’s like the Tom Cruise movie where
everyone is wearing masks and people are having sex all over the place. I have
no idea, and Bobby wouldn’t say, so I guess I’ll go and find out for myself.  
    I shrug on a black button-up
shirt, the first set of cuff links I ever bought and a grey tailored suit. I
forego the tie and run my fingers through my hair. There’s a strict dress code
to get in to this place, so I had to don the monkey suit tonight. As I exit my
room, my eye catches the splash of red and green on canvas and my heart aches a
little bit. I need to take it down it just makes me think of her more. I sound
like a total pussy. I’m just glad none of the guys from the team can hear the
tragic shit that goes on in my head sometimes. I’d never live it down,
especially since I met Darcy.
    I step into my kitchen, take
two shots of whiskey and pop in a piece of mint gum to kill the taste. Then I
head downstairs where Bobby is picking me up. Half an hour later we pull
through the gates into a parking lot of a non-descript, older warehouse
building on the south side of town. There is a black awning over a door on the
far right side of the building. There are several rows of expensive cars parked
here, but if it weren’t for those, no one would look twice at it. In several
places on the building, security cameras are secured, and the red light under
each indicates they’re on. My guess is no one wants to leave these cars out
unattended in this neighborhood. It’s kind of a seedy area, and I wonder if I’m
being punked. There is no way a sex club is housed in this old building and in
this rundown neighborhood.
    Bobby slaps his hand on my
back as he encourages,  “Come on, man. I swear this is legit. Doc, referred
me and I came as his guest. Do you really think an old family friend would have
sent me somewhere shady? It’s cool. You’ll be surprised at what you’ll find in
here. It’s not trashy like a lot of the strip clubs we end up in. This is a
classy joint.”
    I look from him to the
building and back again, allowing him to see the doubt in my expression. “I
don’t go to trashy strip clubs, Bobby. You go to trashy strip clubs.”
    “Once upon a time you did,
too. When you were new to the NHL, you went out, you got around. I know for a
fact you hooked up with your fair share of strippers, so don’t act holier than
thou. I’m serious though. This place is sweet. If you hate it, you can leave,
but give it a couple of hours at least.”
    “Alright, man. I didn’t jump
through circus hoops and drop a couple of hundred dollars on my lawyer to back out
before I walk in the door. I’ll check it out, but don’t expect me to do back
flips.”
    “Wouldn’t dream of it. I just
want you to quit moping and enjoy life a little. Ever since that chick blew
through your life things have been different.”
    “Okay, let’s do this then.”
    I can’t imagine what I’m
about to walk into. I duck a little to get through the door. I’m sure there is
some clearance, but it feels like a tight squeeze for a guy who’s six foot six
inches. A reception desk is located inside the doors where an attractive, petite
Asian-American woman no older than twenty-five takes our names and checks our identification.
“Welcome to Eden’s Odyssey, I’m Christine. I’ll be glad to answer any questions
you have. Charles, our head of security, will be here in a moment to give a
tour to your guest and review the rules. I realize you’ve been here before Mr.
Tyler, but now that you’re a full member, we like to review expectations to be
sure nothing was missed.” My curiosity is peaked as this is all very