Chapter 35
It was mayhem at the yellow house as the queens went down in the presence of their clients. The criteria for admission into the busy and lively premises had not changed. For those who only needed a fuck, their target prey would be their gateway whereas for those who needed to have one or two cold ones in the lounge whilst watching the semi and naked girls flaunting their public properties, a minimum of a six-pack buy of their favourite beverage would be the expectation. That being the case, most yellow house patrons banked on the queens for exemption. Thelma's secluded cottage was accessed on a members-only basis. Adam who had proven to the queens that he was strong and sexually appealing had earned himself a special access tag as the landlady's thirst quencher. He was then as good as a permanent resident as opposed to the queens who could be kicked out at any time should they fail to honour the daily rental bill.
