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Instead of a handshake, he sandwiched her hand inside both of his and tilted his chin. “Je vous remercie. Thank you. Tallandbeautiful. You’ll fit in well with our elegant clientele.” Releasing his hold, he straightened up and grew aninch.

She handed him her Silver Towerskeycard.

“Merci. You have an elite membership,oui?”

“Yes, Ido.”

“I’ll program at the tablet.” He bounded across the hall, reprogrammed her keycard and hurried back to her. “May I give you a quicktour?”

“Thank you, yes.” She wondered if he believed her accent. His wasterrible.

“This is the lounge,” he said. “We offer a delightful dinner menu and stock top-shelf liquor. Across the hall is the greeting room.”He’s master of theobvious.

As they walked down the quiet hall, he explained the club’s layout. “We occupy the entire twelfth floor. Sometimes, we turn up the music in the lounge, but Mr. Payne, the club’s GM, has soundproofed the walls. I can assure you, you won’t hear it when you’re in a VIPsuite.”

Shenodded.

“Our eighteen private rooms are available to elite members only.” He paused in front of a suite marked “Whips and Chains”, swiped his card over the sensor and opened the door. “This playroom comes equipped with the usual BDSM toys.” She peekedinside.

The leather pommel horse stood in the center of the room, the straps dangling off its sides. In the corner, a black, leather chair was suspended from thick metal chains. The bed, sheeted in black, came equipped with ankle and wrist straps. An array of floggers, whips, and nipple clamps hung on wallhooks.

At Provocateur, Alexandra liked exploring the balance between pleasure and pain. If she found the right kink partner at Incognito, she’d continue along that path. She needed the pain to keep things real. Pleasure alone was reserved for an intimate relationship…something she hadn’t had inyears.

The tour continued. “‘The Teacher’ is popular with adults who like reliving their youth.” In addition to a queen bed, this room mimicked a small classroom with a row of desks and a small chalkboard on thewall.

After bypassing “Sleeping with a Senator” because the suite was in use, he opened a door labeled, “The Virgin”.Everything, including the furniture, was white. She ran her fingers over her chest to soothe the ache. Role-playing would ruin the tender memory.I’ll never use thatroom.

Francois led her around the corner and opened a suite labeled, “The More the Merrier”. The spacious area housed several king beds and ergonomic sex chairs. “Based on feedback from our clientele, we made changes,” heexplained.

The LA club didn’t offer an orgy room. Though she wasn’t into group sex, a sly smile lifted her lips. Incognito was wilder than she’dexpected.

“Some members prefer a group setting,” said Francois. “As an elite-status member, you can join in the fun or observe from the theater section.” He pointed to a roped offarea.

Alexandra had no interest in watching. She was a hands-on type of gal, but the sexy design of the sleek leather loungers caught her eye. “What arethose?”

“Tantra chairs,” he replied. “They’re a bighit.”

When they returned to the greeting room, he tapped on a tablet. “As I mentioned, these just replaced the staff. Our sister club in LA still employs hostesses. With a dismissive wave, he said, “Too labor intensive. By checking in here, your connection is notified where he, or she, or they can find you. Feel free to wait here in the greeting room, across the hallway in the lounge, or head to your suite. You can also request a connection through the app anytime, but if you’re here and would like to check room availability, use a tablet.” Puffing out his chest, he added, “Myidea.”

“These are great.” On first impressions, this club met her erotic needs all while letting her keep a lowprofile.

“Merci. We’re open seven days a week from five in the evening until three in the morning. Closed on ChristmasDay.”

“How is the transfer feehandled?”

“Message me and I’ll set up a meeting with our General Manager, JasePayne.”

“Let’s set that now. I like yourclub.”

His broad grin was contagious. “Formidable! Wonderful! Can you come back tomorrow evening atnine?”

“Yes. Are club amenities listedonline?”

Francois tapped the tablet and the “Extras” screen popped up. “What, in particular, can I assist with,machère?”

“Rejuvenation.”

A shadow fell over his eyes. “Excuseme?”