With the men in the lobby were several black women, she had asked the desk clerk, "who was quite surprised to see a pretty middle class young white wo...man in this hotel", where the auction was, and how to get there? He slowly shook his head, while looking her up and down, saying just follow the hallway down to the end and to take the elevator or stairs to the basement. As she started down the hall it finally dawned on her that this was a hotel that catered mostly to black prostitutes and. Warm steam wafted out and caressed her skin; reminding her of the water she was wasting while she admired herself in the mirror. She kicked her robe out of the way, with its oriental pattern and green bamboo shoots contrasting against the red of the material, opened the glass shower door, and stepped in.The water was luxurious and sensually warm, as it dripped down her body, rivulets of water cascading over her breasts and falling off her firm nipples. She picked up the bar of soap from the. . the way Ellen is, I’m the only one . . . no one else should . . .’ ‘Ann, honey, you forget that I’ve already been through this with Cal,’ Janice said, putting as much determination in her voice as she could muster. She hadn’t been sure whether Ann really was open to this, down deep, but Ann—at least subconsciously—had told her which coat was hers, so she mentally was already half way out of the door. So, Janice had no qualms now that this was exactly what Ann needed. ‘I took care of Cal for. ''''Fine,'' she accepted her fate, sulking. ''Okay... you're my best friend, but... I like you,'' she said. ''You're still my best friend, but... understand?''I responded, ''No,'' even though I thought I did understand, but I just wanted to hear her explain it.''You're my friend, and I love you,'' she continued. ''But at the same time I want... I'd want to...'' She hesitated.I wanted to kiss her so bad. I had never kissed anyone, and I had no idea how it was done, but I just knew I wanted to.