E-mail only to [email protected]. A work mate once mentioned it to me, so I was both curious and nervous as I had never ever been to a brothel. I woke to a beautiful Monday morning, and while the rest of the city had gone to work, I was still in bed with the whole day off. I got out of bed and headed to my computer to check my overnight e-mails. This would be the first time I had rung a brothel let alone been to one. Eventually I managed to get it out. I sat back and momentarily closed my eyes trying to envisage the ladies from the description I was given.
By now I was into the bathroom for a shower and a shave. The next problem was what should I wear when I visit the brothel today. With that completed, I got into my car and started the short drive to 55 Park Street South Melbourne.
Before long, I was turning into the street and looking for number As I looked for the number, I wondered what the front of the brothel would look like.
Would it have red lights on it with large numbers to identify it. To my relief the front of the building could have looked like just an ordinary office building. I drove past the establishment and park in a side street so that my car would not be recognised near the brothel. Now I began my walk carefully looking around to make sure no one saw me go in.
I rang the intercom and waited a few seconds before a receptionist answered the door. I was warmly greeted almost as much to think that she was actually pleased to see me. I was asked to follow the receptionist through to a private and discreet waiting room where I was explained the prices and services which were hanging up on the wall.
