Look, Liz! Pandas!

So it's been about four months since I posted any brothelers fic, which is I think about eight years in internet time. But giglet kept pestering gently encouraging, and iuliamentis kept telling me I could do it, and I myself kept finding this bit way too entertaining, so the other night I finished a story I started a long, long time ago. This fits into the chronology somewhere before all the other stories set in the brothel so far.

Brothel AU. Don/Charlie, incest, prostitution, silliness, NC-17.
How was work?

( After Hours )

Previous parts:

Safe and Sound
Clocking Out
At the End of the Day
Morning Lessons
Mr. Wednesday Two O'Clock
Today's Special (violence)
Never Reaching an End
Homeward
Bound (NC-17)
Don and Charlie's Day Off
Stockton
Quiet and Still
Thinking of Jumping
On the Couch