It was a seedy hotel. As a matter of fact, I wouldn't be surprised
If The Seedy Hotel was its name.
Unmoved by the musty scent, the red light that gave the room the feel of a brothel and the non working heater, the leather stud quickly disrobed leaving his leather jacket, socks and shades on.
Determined if he wouldn't have someone, he would have himself.
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