Latitude 18

Pelted by the raindrops and walking briskly towards the entrance, he [Raymond James] waves at the attendant, pays the cover charge to the cashier at the front and enters the crowded club. Once inside, he slowly makes his way, being gently pushed and shoved by the crowd, toward the bar on the north side of the building. At the bar, he orders his usual gin and tonic and then turns around to look at the bustling mass of people. The air is thick with cigarette smoke and the smell of strong perfume. In the background, over the din of the many patrons, there was also the sound of the fast Latin rhythm of a local band. Mr. James takes a sip of his drink and slowly moves toward the end of the bar. He sets his eyes on a tall woman who had light brown colored skin, brown eyes with long thick black lashes and wore a red skirted dress that had a very revealing slit up the side. He stopped dead in his tracks and said to the woman, “well, hello there honey. Are you new here?” “Oh, yes dear, I just came from Dominica last week,” the lady tells him, as her ruby red lips seemed to pucker as she formed the words. “Oh, I see, well are you available this evening?” “What did you have in mind, sweetie?” “I was thinking we could go around back and spend a little time together. I've got a hundred reasons to be with you,” Mr. James says with a big smile. Known only to the subscribing members, in the back of the club are small rooms to accommodate the resident whores and their member-clients. Sometimes even non-members can get in, but it requires some fast money in the hand of the manager. “Okay, sweetie, I'm going to be in room thirteen tonight. You must give me about ten minutes to freshen up and get ready and meet me in there, okay?” she tells him in her sexiest voice. “Super! That’s my lucky number!” says an excited Mr. James, as he takes another sip from his drink and stares at her large sexy legs as she walks away. On the way to the back, the lady stops at the manager's desk and whispers in his ear. She looked back at Mr. James, who is still staring at her and raises his glass to her. She smiles back and winks. Mr. James waited with great anticipation for the entire ten minutes. He raised his glass of gin and tonic over his head and gulped down the remainder. Then, Mr. James casually strolled towards the rear of the club and exited through a narrow steel brown door that was marked “Private—Member's Only.” Once inside, he showed his worn ID card to the attendant and headed down the hallway looking at the numbers on the doors for the number ‘thirteen.’ As he anxiously walked down the dim corridor, he could hear the sounds of others in the act of enjoying passionate moments; and those sounds only added to the surge of adrenaline that seemed to be circulating throughout his body. In his mind, he was already visualizing himself with the fine lady he encountered and with that thought he was starting to get very excited. Finally, he arrived at the door with the large number thirteen painted on it. He reached down, turned the knob and pushed the door in. As the door opened, in the very dim flickering candlelight, he could see the lovely lady sitting on the small bed in the corner of the closet-sized room, staring at him nervously. All of her clothing were scattered on the floor and she was wearing nothing but an extra long yellow nightshirt that extended past her knees. He advanced slowly towards her as he began unbuttoning his shirt. “Hold on mister,” she tells him, “are you forgetting something?” He stopped and said, “oh yes, I'm sorry,” and reached into his pocket and handed her a crisp one-hundred Dollar bill. “Okay, honey, let's go,” she yelled out loud. Mr. James unzipped his trousers, letting them fall to the floor and pulled off his shirt. Still wearing his black bikini briefs, he knelt down in front of the woman. He placed his right hand on her muscular leg and slowly began moving it upwards, under her nightshirt, towards the inside of her thigh. Her light brown skin felt silky smooth, as though just recently shaved, and Mr. James quickly became very excited.