Chapter 54: Where Else Should I Be?

Chapter 54: Where Else Should I Be?

Alex raised his wine glass and shouted, “Next round!”

The older woman joined them, and in the next round, she drew the trump card. She held it out for all to see and said, “Number seven must drink from number two’s mouth!”

The youngest prostitute laughed and said, “Come on, guys! Who has number two and number seven?”

“I’m number nine,” Layla said, “so it’s not me.”

Crystal: “It’s not me. I have five.”

The was a moment of silence, and then Bush leaned back, took a drag off his fag, and slowly revealed the seven of Spades.

Who is left? - Crystal wondered. She looked around the table. She had five. The older prostitute had the trump card. Layla had nine. Bush had the seven - That leaves only... Alex and Nathan! She couldn’t believe it!

Alex smiled as he tossed the three Spades on the table, and everyone turned to Nathan. Nathan sighed as he casually revealed the two of Spades.

Crystal was delighted by this turn of events and couldn’t help but laugh. “Number seven must drink from number two’s mouth!” she exclaimed. “I can’t wait to see this!” Crystal pulled out her phone and turned on her camera App so that she could take a video of the whole thing.

Crystal was so excited that at first, she didn’t realize that everyone was staring at her, and when she did notice, her smile froze. “Why are you all looking at me? I got the five of Spades.”

“You’re Nathan’s date,” one of the prostitutes explained, “so you’re going to feed Eric for Nathan. You don’t want to watch two guys kiss, do you? That would be pretty sick if you did. But it’s up to you.”

“I’m not Nathan’s date,” Crystal argued. “I work here! Why don’t we get Eric’s date and Nathan to play it instead?”

Nathan winked at the woman with the trump card in her hand, and she said, “Technically, he doesn’t have a date either, so you are not going to get out of this that easily. If you refuse to feed Eric, you can feed Nathan.

How about that? You can choose between Nathan and Bush.”

Crystal looked at Nathan helplessly and said, “Nathan, would that be all right?”

Nathan smiled, lifted his glass, and said, “No problem.”

No one in the room cared who Crystal chose. Either way, it was a once-in-a-lifetime spectacle. That being said, they were surprised that Nathan was agreeable. Nathan was known to be very sexually reserved.

Bush looked at Crystal and grinned wickedly.

“This isn’t right,” he said. “The rules of the game stipulate that it must be you and me. No substitutions.”

When Nathan heard that, his face turned red with rage, he turned to Bush and said, “In that case, you must feed me! Is that what you want?”

Everyone looked to the older prostitute to clarify the rules. She had the trump card, so it was up to her to decide what was copacetic. And after a moment of deliberation, she said, “Either or is fine.”

Nathan scowled, and Bush smirked.

Crystal sighed as she picked up the wine glass on the table. She stood up and walked over to Bush.

Layla: “Oh, boy! It’s like Donkey Kong!”

Crystal stopped in front of Bush. With her Playboy outfit and expertly done make-up, she looked like a seductress. She winked at Bush, and then she filled her mouth with wine. She bent over slowly and pressed her mouth to his.

The expectation was that their mouths would open simultaneously, and the wine would be transferred from Crystal’s mouth to Bush’s mouth. When that happened, Bush would slip into Crystal’s mouth. They would make out like a couple of beasts, without restraint, and then he would fuck her right there, on the table, while everyone watched.

Just the thought of it was making everyone randy. Alex had an erection. He was clutching it with his hand, and he was stroking it as he watched the show. And all of the girls had their hands pressed tight against their cunts.

Before any of them could get off, though, Crystal pulled away and sprayed the wine evenly across Bush’s face. Everyone gasped, and except for the sound of the music, the box fell silent.

They were all stunned, and no one was more stunned than Eric was. No one had ever dared to do anything like this to him before. This woman is playing with fire! - he thought angrily.

Bush tried to slap Crystal, but she took a step back and avoided his open palm.

“Master Bush!” she exclaimed. “I tried to give you the wine with my mouth. Why didn’t you open your mouth? Look at this mess! What a waste!”

Everyone except for Nathan began to laugh. This woman - Nathan thought - is incredibly bold! Eric sprang to his feet, and when Nathan saw that his shirt was also wet, he stood up. If Bush touches one hair on this woman’s head-Nathan vowed - he won’t get out of here alive!

Crystal saw the rage in Bush’s eyes, and she ran out of the box and into the dressing room. Bush was about to chase after her, but Nathan stopped him. “Don’t worry about her,” Nathan said. “Be cool.” After saying that, he left the box and ordered his men to search for the girl.

Ten minutes later, his men returned. Unfortunately, they had turned the place upside down, and no one could find the girl.

Nathan: “What a bunch of good-for-nothing you guys have turned out to be. Keep looking for her.”

While Nathan waited, he pulled out his cell phone and called Crystal. Crystal answered on the third ring, and he asked her where she was. Crystal: “I am at home. Where else would I be?”

Nathan: “You’re not at the Merah Club?”

Crystal: “The Merah Club? I’ve never heard of it. Anyway, I’m sleepy. Goodnight. I’ll talk to you later.”

Crystal let out a deliberate yawn, and she hung up the phone.