Room One Hundred and Ten: Letdown For What

The choice to sacrifice two years of my life to be a surrogate for my twin brother and his partner was no real hardship, especially when my life had no real direction at the time. But now that Marley’s turning one and my life no longer needs to revolve around breastfeeding her, my duties as a surrogate and bottle-replacement-human are drawing to an end.

I’m single and ready to mingle, but rejoining the land of single females searching the bar scene for Mr. Right doesn’t hold the appeal it used to.

However… there is one place that is appealing.

Club Sin.

What better playground is there for a newly unencumbered milkmaid like myself to rediscover what it’s like to be the object of men’s desires than Club Sin?