Sometimes something pops into my head so I write it down, but then I find I just can't take it any further.
This is one of those snippets.
She paused opposite the grand entrance to the hotel, she would walk through the doors soon but for now she paused, not because she was intimidated by the hotel, no. She just wanted to run through the instructions the agency had forwarded from the new client.
Hotel guests all know that the concierge will be able to provide them with a hooker, but for those with more unusual tastes the concierge will contact the agency.
She checked her suitcase, no handcuffs, whips or nipple clamps this time, just a tea strainer, wellington boots and tube of Deep Heat. Oh well what ever floats your boat, she thought.