‘When are you open?’ Anny asks the woman on the telephone.
‘We have a party twice a day. Every day. Twelve thirty to four thirty and seven thirty to midnight.’
‘Oh. Every day? I thought it was Saturday nights only.’
‘No darling. Every day.’
‘So what’s the setup?’
‘$120 for a couple. Nothing if you come on your own. What’s your position. How would you come along?’
‘On my own.’
‘It would cost you nothing then.’
‘But what do you do? I mean, I know what goes on there.’
‘You’ve been here before?’
‘No. A friend told me about it. What do you wear? What’s the setup?’
‘It’s all up to you love. If you fancy a gentleman you invite him into one of the rooms.’
‘What do you wear though? My friend said something about robes.’
‘Towels. They’re towels love. You wear whatever you like. Normal clothes.’
Libby Sommer, Author 