Valerie
THE MADAM OPENED THE BROTHEL DOOR IN NEVADA AND SAW A RATHER DIGNIFIED, WELL-DRESSED, GOOD-LOOKING MAN IN HIS LATE FORTIES OR EARLY FIFTIES.
‘MAY I HELP YOU SIR?’ SHE ASKED
‘I WOULD LIKE TO SEE VALERIE,’ THE MAN REPLIED.

‘SIR, VALERIE IS ONE OF OUR MOST EXPENSIVE LADIES. PERHAPS YOU WOULD  PREFER SOMEONE ELSE’, SAID THE MADAM.
‘NO, [...]