The Glory Hole Club

It was with surprise that Angelica Blaze dug out a smartphone from her jeans pocket. Flicked through several pictures and then showed the reporter sight she hadn't seen before...though she knew exactly what it was. A thin wall, four holes in a row at about crotch-height, the rough edges covered with tape. Someone had put foam kneepads down on the tiled floor, and above each hole was written...

"The Ethical Sluts?" Lois read aloud.

"It started out as a book club," the tall woman shuffled her feet somewhat nervously, and she poured them both another shot of vodka. "I was taking a course on English literature, and we were assigned together as a reading group and just...kept going on, after the class ended, you know? Made a girl's night of it. Go out, talk books, have a beer or glass of wine...honestly, we're not much of a wine crowd, and...well, we weren't reading Jane Eyre, right? We started out with 50 Shades of Grey, and we just...we thought 'why not actually do some of this stuff, instead of just reading about it?' I knew the owner of the club, so I had this set up in the back. It was just a lark, you know? A kind of bonding experience. We'd go back there and wait for some dude to stick his dick through a hole, and...it was hot, and it was fun, and then we'd go and drink to get the taste out of our mouths, and maybe dance..."

Angelica knocked back the shot. Lois reached toward hers...and then thought better of it.

"Okay. Book club. But you weren't concerned, when they started to disappear?"

"We were. But everyone had crazy schedules, right? I was working, they were in school...it was rare for all five of us to show up at the same time. So I didn't think anything of it when it was just four of us...then three...then two...and then...then they just didn't show up. I was hoping tonight they might be there, but I just saw you...and then that guy...and you left your wallet, so I came back to your place...and here we are." Blaze finished.

Angelica licked her lips, hands fidgety, but she didn't immediately reach for the bottle again, which Lois was grateful for.

"There's got to be some clue...something we've missed," the reporter said. Then an idea struck her. "The glory hole. It's still there?"

The woman blinked.

"Yeah...why?" Blaze said.

Lois gave a thin-lipped smile. "Take me there!"