As a writer (and reader) of erotic fiction, I'm no stranger to anal sex; it's a common, reoccurring, theme in both the stories I write, and the tales I read.
"My name is Adam," he said. "I telephoned earlier. About a room. For three nights."
The auditorium hummed with the sound of a thousand different conversations. None of which involved me. Being a sad and pitiful singleton, I was alone, and had no-one to talk to.
As she lowered herself, the hosiery around my neck tightened. My body leaned forward, pulled towards her.
"Put them on," she said, dismissively throwing a pair of white stockings at my feet.