The yellow corridor

I started walking down the yellow corridor. There was a row of small, private rooms. The double beds inside were dishevelled, but the rooms were empty. There were a few closed rooms too, with various sounds of pleasure or bed creaking going on inside.

I found one room, labelled BDSM ROOM. However, it also had a large ‘CLOSED FOR REPAIR’ sign on it. That fantasy would have to wait for a while.

I kept walking until I saw another room with the door half open. On the door was a big sign, with two blue ‘male’ arrow symbols on it. I couldn’t see much inside, but I could hear a lot of male grunting. I realised this was the gay male room, and walked past.

The next room I came across was also half open. This time, the symbols on the door were two ‘woman’ symbols. The lesbian room. Again, from the corridor, I couldn’t see anything, but I could hear a woman’s voice inside, slowly repeating “yes, yes, yes”.