"I think I'm going to order something. How do you order it?"

"Oh, there's a phone. You just press a number that's written there. Ehm, you say your number and what you want."

"Guessing I have to pay." I smirk.

"Well, simple water is for free but anything else you have to pay for."

I walk to the table and look at a menu. I order two waters, strawberry juice and champagne.

It arrives soon while I make out with Soren.

I take the drinks and locks again.

"Here." I give him a water. He simps on it. "and here." I give him a strawberry juice.

"No thank you." He shakes his head.

"Drink it. it's only one euro."

He sips on it and licks his lips. He sips again making a 'mmm' sound. I smile. Note three- he likes strawberries.

"So, do you want some alcohol too?" I already pour it without waiting.

"I don't really drink."

"It's for nerves." I tap his glass with mine. "Okay." I set everything aside and grab another condom.

Snack time is over. Now the snack is him.

I push inside him again, making his eyes go to the back of his sculp. He puts bow of his ankles on my shoulders as I thrust into him.

He is so flexible and always moves right with my moves. It's incredible.

Not talking about his gorgeous face and beautiful lips.

He cums onto my abs again but I don't stop. I see some tiny tears in his eyes.

*

After our third round, he is looking at me, while lying down on the pillow.

I kiss his lips and lay next to him.

"Was it okay?" I ask.

"Hmm."

"Are you tired?"

"It's okay. I'll leave. I just," he breathes, "I need to catch a breath. Sorry."

"Please stay."

"No it's okay." Why doesn't he want to?

"Why not? I can sleep over. It's my room."

"Yes but ... ehm, I have some things tomorrow. Personal things."

"Are you lying to me?" I sit up.

"No." he shakes his head. "I'm not, promise."

"Okay, but drink some more of the juice." I give it to him. "does it hurt? Your hips."

"It's ...fine."

"Don't say it's fine when it's not."

"But we aren't allowed to complain. We are here to do the jobs and unless you rape me, I can't ... they won't do anything about it."

"They don't treat you good?"

"No, they do. But we cannot complain to customers because they may not come back. Only if it's something really bad."

"Well, I don't mind if you complain. Do they have some medicine?"

"We have medicine in the common room. I'll get it for myself."

"How do you get a job here?" I smile at him. I want to know more.

"The same way you are a customer here. You just apply and they either say yes or not. But they hardly say no."

I nod. "So you like it here?" such a shitty question.

"Well, ... it's quick money. For a day."

"It is, but it's exhausting. Are you here every day?"

"

Oh. So I was just lucky.