<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/e5/Emily_Lloyd_2.jpg)</div><br/>Emily was further confused by the air of secrecy that suddenly hung in the salon. Her words had put everyone on edge and some of the women spied the door as if she had to fear for the FBI or someone to bust through the entrance at any second. Her mouth slowly fell open as she listened to Fiona’s words. She nodded when they inquired about Randy. She felt ashamed at sharing this aspect of her life with strangers, but then, they had just admitted to having the same experience. She blushed a bit when they inquired as to whether or not she had any suspicions, working in the hotel as she did.<br/><br/><strong>“Well… to be perfectly fair with you ladies… I did wonder on occasion if some of you perhaps had an affair, but I had never imagined you were all meeting the same man!”</strong>Her blush was not just because of the question, the talk of sex had aroused her a bit, quite understandably as she was a young woman who had gone without it for too long. She was whispering when she inquired,<strong>“So how exactly… does it work?”</strong>She made eye contact with mrs. Randolph because she seemed to be the one least bothered with giving out the details.<br/>