Gloryhole Swallow Bang

It was a moving entrance. It only showed that the location was a metal grill on the cement brick wall between the shop windows. There is no indication or sign of anything behind a secure doorway, and it is not the target of racist fools living in any society. I pushed the metal door open. The bell rang, and an electronic warning rang above my head somewhere. A small camera made a slight noise as I focused on me as I entered.

Behind the door was a narrow staircase leading to a dimly lit interior read more