Persephone's nerves were beginning to get to her. This was her first night joining her girlfriend Selene in the world's oldest profession. Her real name wasn't Persephone and Selene wasn't her girlfriend's name but those were the pseudonyms they chose.  The room was fancier than anything she could ever afford. An opulent hotel suite of chandeliers, gold-rimmed glass tables, and a marble tile floor. She stood at the archwa...