Lesbian Call Girl / Mark Johnson

Jan spotted the motel sign a block ahead an automatically slowed the car. She stared at the gaudy neon, which was bright even on a sunny afternoon. The sign fascinated her – it seemed to personiy the evil situation in which she found herself, and it gave her an inanimate object to fous her bitterness on.

Jan was on her way to keep an appointment—a date with a man she did not know and had never seen—a man to whom she would soon give her body in the ultimate act of love.