Private Talk

Normally, I'd be tempted to fuck her, but I just released a bunch of built-up tension, so my thoughts were clear and unshakable at the moment.

In my moments of contentment, my will was as unyielding as Buddha's own. I embodied the essence of calmness, and in turn, calmness embodied me. 

"Sure," I responded. 

I was interested in hearing what she had to say in the first place. And having a private conversation also meant the opportunity to use my skills on her.

Together, we strolled towards a room. Evidently, this establishment set aside spaces for the affluent, and this woman must be important to secure a VIP room. 

Positioned on the second floor, the room provided a commanding view of the auction stage. We found ourselves within an interior balcony enclosed by glass panels. 

Observing the reflection, it appeared that these panels functioned as one-way mirrors, shielding us from the gaze of onlookers outside.