But when I was about to pounce on her, the little in front of me suddenly got up and ran away, shouting as he ran: "Indecent! **Yes! Then I was called into the office by my boss.

The fat woman was still half-dead on the couch, looking at me with a glass of wine in her hand, just like last time. Seeing that I was furious, I drained the glass of wine and said, "We are not allowed to have sexual acts with female guests, I told you this when I should have applied again, right?" ”

I kept my head down and was silent, because I knew I had broken the rules of the game, but it was too cruel. This is equivalent to making a person who walks for days and nights without food or drink in the desert, and suddenly, finds a table of rich mountain and sea delicacies in front of him, but the cruel part is: you can only watch, but you can't eat!

Seeing that I didn't speak, the boss moved her fat body to my side, went around from the front of me to the back of me, zuihou put his arm around my shoulders and breathed into my ear and said, "This time I read that you are a first-time offender, so I won't expel you, but I won't make an example." After saying that, he didn't forget to pinch my ass vigorously, which suddenly made me feel nauseous.

In the days that followed, I was on the verge of this collapse where I could only see but not eat, and in an unintentional conversation with Lisa, I learned the true intentions of my boss:

The reason why the owner did this is, to put it bluntly, to preserve the character of this sauna. Otherwise, the bathers here would be just like me, and it would have become a red-light district long ago! When sexual services are put on the table, the elegant taste is gone, and naturally it does not attract those who have a relatively high status and status.

After listening to Lisa's words, I instantly burst into tears. What's so special that you only rub the shower and don't do XJ easy, in fact, it's a little trick of the boss to sell your reputation. Regardless of whether the male or female bathers here, as long as they have sexual relations with each other, then the taste will change from high-end service staff to chicken and duck. It's like some celebrities want to be sexy, but they also have to leave a little bit of fabric on their bodies, once they are all stripped naked, it becomes boring. This is absolutely as our ancestors said, both as the first, but also to set up the archway of the style.

The boss is very shrewd, but has she thought about my feelings? I'm a normal man who is sexually functional, full of blood and demons for at least an hour. And because I couldn't get vent, I hid in my room and jerked off several times a night, which caused me to lose my energy, my concentration began to become more and more inattentive, and I was so weak that I even began to struggle to pee.

But what can I do if I have two years of college here? This is an era when a penny overwhelms a hero, although money is not omnipotent, but no money is absolutely impossible. For the sake of a good pay, I can only grit my teeth and persevere.

In fact, being harassed by customers is nothing, and I am most afraid that some customers, in the name of tipping me, will let me do some obscene things in front of them, which is what I can't tolerate the most.

I remember one time when a perverted female guest forced me a thousand roubles and asked me to jerk off in her face, just because she was curious about what it was like for a man to fuck himself.

And then there are the guests who tip me and tell me to go somewhere after work to have a tryst with them. Actually, I really wanted to go, but Lisa told me that this is a foreign country, and if something happens in the sauna, at least someone will take care of it, but once I go outside, what happens, it will really be a mess.

In order to prove that what she said was true, Lisa also cited an incident that just happened last year: it was also here at that time, a female bather from Japan went to the agreed haode location after work because she took a high tip from the other party. But what she never expected was that the guest who tipped her was actually a small leader of the local mafia. The other party asked her out not to do that, but to subdue her and transport her to Eastern Europe to work as a cheap prostitute. If it weren't for an Interpol rescue operation, it is estimated that the Japanese woman would have stayed there as a prostitute for the rest of her life.

After Lisa finished speaking, my grassy heart began to become calm as water. Yes, Lisa and I, as well as the Japanese woman, are all foreigners in this country, and no one cares whether we live or die. Especially the women who come here to consume, which woman's husband can I afford to mess with? I want to live a few more years!

Since then, I've lived like the walking dead. Until one day, I heard someone shouting, "Help! "When I grabbed the mop and rushed out, I found Lisa being assaulted by a male guest. Because I was grateful for Lisa's care for me, I rushed forward like crazy, but I was stopped by the security guard brought by my boss halfway.

I was forcibly pushed to the water-stained ground by the sauna security guard, watching Lisa's painful expression, and the dog-day boss pretended not to see it, allowing the brutes of his country to insult Lisa.

When it was all over, the brute pulled out a wad of colorful bills and threw them at the boss, spat a mouthful of thick phlegm in my face with disdain, and then slowly put on his clothes and walked away as if nothing had happened.

That day, I accompanied Lisa back to the apartment, and the two of us drank a lot of wine, and Lisa cried and said to me: "It turns out that the so-called only rubbing the bath is nothing, it is just a trick of the boss to sell dog meat on the head of a sheep." Take Lisa, for example, every month she will be sexually sexualized. invasion, and the solution is all about the guest spending more money.

This time, it was because Lisa had a period, and the guest had to force her to have a relationship with her, which led to what I saw later.

Lisa lay in my arms and cried so much that she said: "Actually, I'm just a prostitute, not even a prostitute, at least a prostitute can choose to do it or not, I don't even have the right to choose, because I can't lose this job." ”

Lisa's words were like a thorn in my heart, piercing deep into the weakest part of my heart. If Lisa is a prostitute, am I a duck? Although I followed Lisa's advice and kept myself clean, if a rich woman spends a lot of money on me, will the boss treat me the same way he treats Lisa?

The most important thing is that recently, I have noticed that my boss is looking at me more and more wrongly, and it tastes like he wants to eat me in my stomach. No, I can't stay in this place for long, I have to escape, while I still can.

Maybe it's the effect of alcohol, or maybe Lisa is too insecure. While I was thinking, she imprinted her fiery lips on my chest, on my cheeks, and then on my mouth. And my lust was instantly stimulated by Lisa, and then I kissed Lisa deadly, and two equally wounded hearts collided with sparks of love...

to be continued