Naughty Stopover: Anonymous Lust in the Airport Hotel
Wheels of my carry-on rumble over the polished airport floor. Frankfurt layover, twelve hours till my connecting flight to Paris. Neutral ground, no one knows me here. I check into the transit hotel, swipe the magnetic keycard at the elevator. Ding. Doors slide open. Empty. I step in, black stilettos clicking, short dress hugging my […]