Familiar friends
A woman's encounter in a hotel with a man and a woman.
Becky was in an unfamiliar room, but she felt like she knew the room and the hotel which owned it. She couldn’t remember how she’d got there or why she needed to be there, but that didn’t seem to matter, or be particularly worrying. In fact she felt very secure. And that was a good job too; After all it’s not often one finds oneself in a room, naked to one’s underwear, with two friends similarly clothed. She knew the man...