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Chapter 16 She went to the club for the first time
Chapter 16 She went to the club for the first time
Instead of being sad, Joey was more disgusted by the moaning.
Her parents, who had fallen asleep, were woken up by them too.
“Oh my, our daughter is crying out so loud in the middle of the night. I’m afraid our neighbors will hear it
too. What a reckless girl!”
Mrs. Linderman was embarrassed and restless.
She just assumed that it was Joey who was crying loud. There was no way she would know it was
adultery going on between Vivian and her brother-in-law.
Mr. Linderman felt awkward, “Let’s go to sleep. It’s their business after all.”
That being said, he wondered why Joey, a traditional and demure daughter he had brought up, would
be such a …free spirit tonight.
Mrs. Lederman couldn’t fall sleep because her sexual desire was awaken now. She pushed her
husband and said shyly, “Darling, you see…we haven’t done it for a month. Why don’t we…”
“It’s…inappropriate now. What if the kids heard us?”
Mr. Linderman instantly shook his head.
“They wouldn’t hear us, trust me, because they are busy doing it right now. Come on!”
She buried her head in the blanket.
“Slower, slower, we are too old to rush into it…”
Reluctant as he was, Mr. Linderman tried to slow her down in a low voice.
Despite her parents’ efforts to do it as quietly as possible, Joey vaguely heard them in her room.
She felt angry and embarrassed.
Her parents had really picked the worst time to do it.
She wrapped herself in the blanket and went into the wardrobe to hide from all the irritating noise
around, but in vain.
At this time she thought of Allen Charles, a gentle and handsome man.
“I wonder what he is doing now.”
Curled up in the wardrobe, she savored the memory of the day when she had met him and spent the
wild night with him. She missed him very much.
She barely slept the whole night because she had spent the first half of the night putting up with Ben
and Vivian’s bedroom fun and the second half of the night…thinking about Allen. NôvelDrama.Org © 2024.
It went on for three days in a row.
Finally, the noise Ben and Vivian had made at night became unbearable for Mrs. Linderman. She
decided to talk to Ben and Joey during the day and told them to lower their voice.
Ben smiled and nodded along.
Joey found it amusing, but she couldn’t tell the truth.
She was afraid that her parents wouldn’t be able to take the blow. Her mother had heart disease.
On the fourth day, when Vivian started to moan in the next room, Joey couldn't stand it any longer. She
changed her clothes, grabbed her purse and left home.
She would make room for them since they were such a pair of sex addicts.
Walking alone on the empty streets, she didn’t know where to go.
She took out her phone to call her best friend Sarah.
“Hello, Joey, what’s up?”
She heard Sarah’s voice on the other end of the phone, but it seemed Sarah was in a noisy place.
“Sarah, I have nowhere to go now. May I go to your home and stay for the night?”
Sarah’s voice was warm and familiar. Joey twitched her nose and almost burst into tears.
“Eh? But I am not at home right now. I’m outside.”
Sarah was hesitant.
“Then…never mind. It’s nothing serious anyway. Have fun!”
Once she found out that her call was interruptive, Joey quickly hung up the phone.
Wandering on the street, she really missed Allen.
However, when he had asked for her phone number that day, she gave him a fake one. She wondered
whether he had actually called her. But even if he had, he wouldn’t have reached her.
Since he couldn’t find her, why didn’t she go to find him?
Once she had made up her mind, she took a cab to the biggest fanciest money-squandering place in
City A with anxiety, i.e. the Elsner Club.
She had made a call to the Elsner Club on the day when she decided to ask for a male prostitute. She
had assumed that this was the club where Allen worked…
The Elsner Club was a grand and luxurious place where people of the higher class were entertained. It
was a house of pleasure, including massages, karaokes, hostesses and prostitutes.
It was the first time she had ever visited such a nightclub full of desire and decadence. She felt
nervous, but she worked up the courage to ask the waiter who came over to greet her, “I’d like to see…
Allen Charles, please.”