d. He was with the lads – old friends. They'd landed at one of the city's most exclusive clubs, a cavern of pulsating bass, kaleidoscope lights, and the scent of money and desire. It was there, amids

part perfectly, a seamless blend of companion and desired object. As the hours bled into late night, a quiet understanding passed between the groups. One by one, they began to disperse. The club's energy started to wane, replaced by the anticipation of private spaces. Jerry nodded to his friends, a silent acknowledgement, and stood, extending a hand to Eugina. "Ready?" he asked, his voice carrying a note of anticipation. She simply smiled and took his hand. The hotel was a short drive away. It was spacious, luxurious, the air hushed and still after the club's roar. Inside, the mood shifted again. Jerry poured them fresh drinks from the minibar, the ice clinking softly. He put on some music, something slower, more soulful. "Dance for me?" he asked, settling onto the edge of the bed, watching her. The request wasn't demanding, just a simple invitation. Eugina met his gaze, a slow, deliberate smile curving her lips. This was part of the service, yes, but she was good at her job because she understood the nuances of desire. She moved into the centre of the room, swaying to the music, her body fluid and graceful. She began to strip slowly, each item of clothing removed with a deliberate, almost ritualistic elegance. Her eyes never left his, drawing him into the moment, every movement designed to heighten the anticipation. The fair skin gleamed in the soft light, the "slim thick" curves revealed in stages, a masterpiece of form and movement. Jerry watched, mesmerised. He could feel his body responding, a growing tension in his chest. As she moved closer, still dancing, she rocked against him where he sat, the thin barrier of her remaining clothes and his trousers suddenly unbearable. He reached out, his hands pulling her closer, burying his face against her stomach, the sheer physical pull overwhelming. His hardness was undeniable now, pressing