Tuesday, October 10th, late evening

Honey awakened from a light pleasure induced doze, her body still humming from the intense phone call with Sir. The hotel room cocooned her in its luxurious anonymity, a perfect sanctuary for a woman caught between identities. Her personal phone chimed with a text alert, startling her from pleasant post-orgasmic thoughts.

Lauren: Are you okay? Haven't heard back from you

She checked the time… 10:45 PM. She'd promised to call her friends with ...