Hotel sex

A few years back, I stayed the night in a hotel in London. I was spending the day with one male friend, and the evening with another, and I was intending to spend the night with neither of them. (That’s to say: I would have quite liked to spend the night with Male Friend No. 2, but I knew that that was extremely unlikely to happen).

Male Friend No. 2 and I were having dinner when I got a text from No. 1. The text said something like:

What time will you be done? How about I come to your hotel later and we can enjoy fresh sheets and each other’s bodies?

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