Usually you drop her off and pick her up right outside the hotel, but this time she wanted to go herself. “Sure babe, just let me know you made it.” You watched her location but you still felt better hearing it from her. Your phone finally buzzed. A text from her phone, but clearly not from her and with a video: “I love a bitch who doesn’t get the dick she needs at home. No words. Just hands me her phone and keys, then drops to her knees.” And yes, she walked through the lobby dressed like that.