Sophie

She swore as she stepped out of the Club. It was cold and dark, and the side street where the staff generally usually used to leave the buildings was all but deserted. This road took them along a shortcut to the main street on the other side of the building. She hated to go alone. There were always some creeps who came along and hung around, hoping to enter the heavily guarded boundaries of the Club. From journalists looking for a quick, sleazy story to men who thought that any ...