George knocked, a little nervously, on the wooden door of the hotel suite. Akasha smiled as she opened the door. “Please, come in!” George stood a moment on the threshold, peering into the room beyond, before stepping inside. Candlelight flickered over the walls and ceiling, and the air smelled pleasantly of incense. A massage table was set up in the middle of the room. Akasha welcomed him with an embrace and kiss on each...