Chapter Forty - Three : True colours

Clarke sat at the bar area in the finest club in New York. The club was busy with the spotlight swinging here and there, sounds from the large speaker pounding from the stage where the famous DJ at sure brings a lot of memories. Causing everyone on the dance floor to dance without a care in the world. Body gyrating against each other, woman, scantily clothing while the men brushing up behind them and getting a feel. Some didn’t look like they mind. They would brush their asses against their partner’s groin or people whom they met for the first time that night.

This is why the floor upstairs functions as a private high-end hotel for them to ‘ease’ themselves. It’s actually another name for a brothel where there’s also a prostitute waiting upstairs just to serve all these rich elites which include the woman who wishes to experience the pleasure of being had by a skillful male prostitute who happens to be a good looking man that came from all around the world that exceeds lovemaking bett