led to a room that was both spacious and opulent. There was a king sized bed in one corner, and a supple, brown, leather sofa that wrapped around a disco dance floor. The room had its own master bathroom, complete with hot tub and shower, and its walls were made of glass so only an illusion of privacy existed.
"Let's sit," ordered the tiny lady as she grabbed Junior's hand and led him to the sofa. Junior sat down first and was surprised when the lady sat on his lap.
"My name is Cookie; I'm the mamasan here. What's your name?"
"It, it’s Junior."
"Well, Mister Junior, is this your first time in a KTV?"
"Ah... yes, yes, it is."
Cookie ran her fingers through Junior's hair, and let her other hand drift dangerously southward toward his slack's zipper area. She didn't say anything for a few minutes, just played, and it almost drove Junior mad with desire.
She wrapped her body around his as close as psychically possible, while still being fully dressed, and whispered in Junior's ear, "Do you want to know how this works?"
Unable to get the word out, Junior just vigorously nodded his head, 'yes'.
Cookie continued whispering in his ear, "You pay for the room by the hour. You pay for the drinks. You pay for the ice. You pay for the food. You pay for the girls' time by the hour or half hour. Each girl costs money. More girls, more money, understand?"
"Ye, ye, yes," Junior managed to whisper in her ear.
"Good," she purred. "Just like drugs, the first time here is free, but just like drugs, this experience is addictive... and expensive.
At the end of the evening, I'm going to give you an itemized list of how much everything will cost on your next visit, so you will know how much money to bring. Or if you prefer, I can set up an account, and you can owe us the money and pay whenever is convenient for you."
"Whoa!" Junior said with such a start that he almost tossed Cookie off of his lap. "I don't ever borrow money. If I can't afford it, I do without. No borrowing, EVER!"
"OK, okay," she said in a voice like one would use to calm a skittish horse. "I'll make a note and put it in your file so that no credit is ever offered to you. Will that make you more relaxed?"
"Absolutely."
"Great, consider it done. If the truth be told, I wish I'd have never gotten into debt. Maybe, I would be a school teacher instead of... well, you know."
"Yes, but then I'd probably never have gotten the pleasure of meeting you. So, it definitely worked out for me," Junior said as he playfully bounced her up and down.
"Oh, no! I've got to watch you. You are a honeybee. If you keep talking sweet to me, then I'll keep you for myself. Just think of all the beautiful, young women, you'll miss out on."
"That's fine by me. I could just sit here with you on my lap, forever."
"I'm going to call you, Honey, because you're so sweet, Mr. Junior. Now, let me bring in the ladies for you to look over."
And with that, she was up and gone, giving Junior time to look around and assess the situation. He noticed flat screen TVs hanging on every wall. "Who would want to watch TV here?" he thought, and then the answer became crystal clear as he spotted some video cameras on tripods near the bed.
"I've got to make sure they take those out," said Junior aloud in the empty room. "I don't plan on becoming a porn star, especially when I'm the one paying for everything."
The whole room was a sensory overload experience. Before he had time to take in half of the room, Cookie returned. She walked in and a dozen of the hottest women that Junior had ever seen followed her and lined up on the translucent, color changing, disco dance floor.
"OK, Honey, time for you to decide, which girls you want to party with. And, NO! You cannot choose me.... At least, not this time." teased Cookie.
Junior's mouth involuntarily dropped open as he slowly scanned each lovely lady from left to right. He was down to the last one when he recognized her. It was Noi. "Wow!" he exclaimed.
"Oh,
"Let's sit," ordered the tiny lady as she grabbed Junior's hand and led him to the sofa. Junior sat down first and was surprised when the lady sat on his lap.
"My name is Cookie; I'm the mamasan here. What's your name?"
"It, it’s Junior."
"Well, Mister Junior, is this your first time in a KTV?"
"Ah... yes, yes, it is."
Cookie ran her fingers through Junior's hair, and let her other hand drift dangerously southward toward his slack's zipper area. She didn't say anything for a few minutes, just played, and it almost drove Junior mad with desire.
She wrapped her body around his as close as psychically possible, while still being fully dressed, and whispered in Junior's ear, "Do you want to know how this works?"
Unable to get the word out, Junior just vigorously nodded his head, 'yes'.
Cookie continued whispering in his ear, "You pay for the room by the hour. You pay for the drinks. You pay for the ice. You pay for the food. You pay for the girls' time by the hour or half hour. Each girl costs money. More girls, more money, understand?"
"Ye, ye, yes," Junior managed to whisper in her ear.
"Good," she purred. "Just like drugs, the first time here is free, but just like drugs, this experience is addictive... and expensive.
At the end of the evening, I'm going to give you an itemized list of how much everything will cost on your next visit, so you will know how much money to bring. Or if you prefer, I can set up an account, and you can owe us the money and pay whenever is convenient for you."
"Whoa!" Junior said with such a start that he almost tossed Cookie off of his lap. "I don't ever borrow money. If I can't afford it, I do without. No borrowing, EVER!"
"OK, okay," she said in a voice like one would use to calm a skittish horse. "I'll make a note and put it in your file so that no credit is ever offered to you. Will that make you more relaxed?"
"Absolutely."
"Great, consider it done. If the truth be told, I wish I'd have never gotten into debt. Maybe, I would be a school teacher instead of... well, you know."
"Yes, but then I'd probably never have gotten the pleasure of meeting you. So, it definitely worked out for me," Junior said as he playfully bounced her up and down.
"Oh, no! I've got to watch you. You are a honeybee. If you keep talking sweet to me, then I'll keep you for myself. Just think of all the beautiful, young women, you'll miss out on."
"That's fine by me. I could just sit here with you on my lap, forever."
"I'm going to call you, Honey, because you're so sweet, Mr. Junior. Now, let me bring in the ladies for you to look over."
And with that, she was up and gone, giving Junior time to look around and assess the situation. He noticed flat screen TVs hanging on every wall. "Who would want to watch TV here?" he thought, and then the answer became crystal clear as he spotted some video cameras on tripods near the bed.
"I've got to make sure they take those out," said Junior aloud in the empty room. "I don't plan on becoming a porn star, especially when I'm the one paying for everything."
The whole room was a sensory overload experience. Before he had time to take in half of the room, Cookie returned. She walked in and a dozen of the hottest women that Junior had ever seen followed her and lined up on the translucent, color changing, disco dance floor.
"OK, Honey, time for you to decide, which girls you want to party with. And, NO! You cannot choose me.... At least, not this time." teased Cookie.
Junior's mouth involuntarily dropped open as he slowly scanned each lovely lady from left to right. He was down to the last one when he recognized her. It was Noi. "Wow!" he exclaimed.
"Oh,
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