Not a pine scent or anything commercial like that, in reality it was more what it didn't smell like that grabbed her attention and appreciation. The absence of stale cigarette smoke and unwashed bodies overrode the lack of décor, the limited liquor selections and insufficient seating. Three large flat-screened TVs droned on in the background with various news and sports programming. It was the sort of place where you could chill in peace at the end of a long day if you weren't a smoker. “Another rum and coke.” Veronique motioned to the bartender as she set her empty glass on the bar. Without looking, she scooped up a handful of peanuts from the half-full basket on her left. It had been a long day. She needed a quick drink to unwind before she reclaimed her hotel room. Her married sorority sister, Pam, had borrowed her suite earlier to engage in illicit relations with a man she'd met at their sorority's ball last night. In other words, her girl was humping like a rabbit and didn't want her husband or any of the other women to know of her loose morals.
