You Can Be Anyone in Anywhere America

She loves having sex in a motel room. The ugly curtains and matching bedspread, the bad art on the wall, the TV, the plastic cups wrapped in plastic. The rooms all look the same, feel the same. Even smell the same. Like they could be anywhere and nowhere. It makes her feel like she can be anyone, anything. When she leaves and goes back home, she is married, a responsible professional. When she's in a motel room, she can put on stockings, her black leather boots that she calls her "slut boots."

Sometimes she imagines she's a stripper. Sometimes a prostitute. Sometimes that she's a cheating wife, having an affair. Or a dominatrix. Depends on how she feels at the moment, but in a motel, she can always feel like she can be whatever she wants. Anything goes in the generic anonymous roadside motel somewhere in Anywhere America.