Client #28: My Husband in Disguise

After showering, I lit a cigarette.

Halfway through it, the hotel room door pushed open.

I looked at the man in the doorway, startled and panicked.

My twenty-eighth john was my husband.

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I finished my cigarette, stubbed it out, and calmed down.

Getting up, I switched the mood lighting to purple. Then, a thought struck me, and I smiled, looking at my husband still standing in the doorway. "Maybe we should change the mood lights, since you're already here... indulging."