”“Did you notice that every man in the lobby was looking at you when you came through the door?”“Yes, I sensed that I was getting looked over,...” I said.“Yes, Susan, because you look so damn sexy and hot.”“I might just fuck you myself when Robert’s through with you.”“You’ve given me a hard on, girl.”“Marvin, I hate you, you son of a bitch.”“I don’t want to do this.”“You’re forcing me into prostitution and I really don’t want to do this.”“And, you can forget about fucking me ever again. I let you. "Well, we'll talk in the bathroom, then," said Lou. She took Jennifer's hand and led her into the bathroom. Once Jennifer was past me, Lou stuck her head out of the doorway and said, "Why don't you get dressed and we'll meet you downstairs in a little while." She then shut the door.I went over to my dresser and pulled out some underwear (boxers, if you must know!) and some boot socks. Just as I was about to drop the towel, Lou came bursting through the door."Oops," she said. "Forgot my case!". He turned back to the stage and leaned back on the rail to watch the next dancer made her way onto the runway. "What's your pleasure?" came a voice suddenly. Josh turned, startled and looked upon a crew-cut bartender in a red vest. Glancing around to determine where the man came from, Josh quickly dismissed the notion when he realized this man could give him alcohol. "Bud, in a glass," he said, and the bartender set straight to pouring. Josh dug in his pocket for some cash, and by the time. “How good are you at preparing a meal? I am quite hungry you know and I would like to talk to you a little longer before retiring.”“You want a man cook for you? I don’t mind but would that not be against the traditions?”“No Eric, cooking and preparing food is not the sole responsibility of women. Your Uncle Hogun is a well known cook in his famous Inn and during Festivities he will let no one else near the grills. I guess one of the task I have before me is to educate you about the real meaning.