She was disappointed with the clothing that the club offered. It was very ‘one size fits most and doesn’t really look good on anyone’ type of stuff. It would’ve been nice if they’d had something that would compliment her unforgiving curves, but, they didn’t. She finally decided on an off-white peasant top and barely there see-through brown tattered skirt. She was glad she’d worn her bustier to the club. She would put it on over the peasant top to make it look better since not wearing a bra didn’t bear thinking about. Tying the skirt up a little, she’d be able to show off a little bit of leg and it would make the whole outfit look a lot better. Having finalized her selection, she examined the room key she’d been given. It didn’t take her long to locate the room. Once inside, she headed to the bathroom to change clothes and make the best of what she had. As soon as she was done, she made her way back to the bedroom. She was surprised to see a member of the staff waiting for her, his body turned away from her, his gaze on the ceiling.
