Kali
I could not believe that Phoebe did this for a living. Using the tongs I’d stolen from the kitchen, I picked the used condom off the floor and wrinkled my nose. Shifters were disgusting.
Tossing it in the wastebasket, I returned the tongs to my cart and stripped off my gloves. My wastebasket was filled with beer and liquor bottles. Someone had partied hard while they were here.
As gross as I found it, I did understand. This was a place where you could kick back and relax, forget about your problems, and be someone else for a change.
I was doing the same thing. Of course, I had to work while I was here, and I sure as hell didn’t need condoms. It was a little late for me in that regard.
I vacuumed, cleaned the bathroom, and remade the bed. After double-checking my work, I exited th
