A Very Special Existence
William had no words to describe his current feelings as he sat on a cushy chair, being hand-fed grapes by a scantily dressed pretty girl, while another girl, similarly dressed, filled his cup with wine.
He awkwardly ate the grape as he looked at Dias who seemed to be drowning his sorrow with food, wine, and women.
Right now, the handsome man was surrounded by six beautiful ladies, who were scantily dressed, and seemed hellbent on seducing him.
Dias didn't reject or accept their advances. He merely sat there, and allowed them to feed him as they pleased.
"William, your hair is very smooth." one of the four ladies who were serving William brushed his hair with her delicate hands. "How do you manage to keep it like this?"
"I wash it everyday with shampoo," William answered absentmindedly.
"Shampoo?"
"Um, it's a specialty of my hometown."
"I see. I'd love to have one. Can you give me one as a gift in the future?"