Chapter 33

In a daring display, she assumed the provocative doggy style position, imparting wisdom on the art of arching one's back. I gazed in astonishment, while the others appeared too engrossed to question the peculiar scene.

I pondered to myself, this must be their usual routine, as I observed her contort her back in ways I never deemed possible. Unconsciously, I absorbed her subtle cues, hoping to retain them for future use.

After minutes of relentless performance, she collapsed onto the ground, drenched in sweat. The crowd erupted in applause, and I found myself joining in, acknowledging my newfound knowledge from her teachings.

"With this style, a man would forget he even has a wife at home," Bianca boasted proudly.

In an instant, all my previous enthusiasm vanished, as the realization struck me once again that they were practicing the art of seducing and stealing husbands.

Bianca seemed to sense the shift in my demeanor and questioned, "Is there a problem? Is there something you wish to