B-52 And Long Island Ice Tea

Mega Intl. Hotel and Casino Penthouse: Las Vegas, Nevada

The long flight from the Philippines left CEO Jeff Go exhausted. His weariness doubled as he thought about the contract signing he had the next day with a difficult client who preferred to do everything in his native language.

Of all the foreign languages he knew, the client just had to speak one he had never learned. Involving a translator made everything much more complicated.

Everything seemed set and done until the translator canceled at the last minute, leaving Jeff less than 24 hours to find a substitute. His assistant, Ronald, told him that the agency promised to send one before 11:00 p.m., yet there was still no news.

What was he going to do if the agency didn't have a translator? He would be doomed. It was a multi-billion-dollar deal in which he could not afford to make one tiny mistake.

A headache began brewing due to his stress and fatigue from being on a plane for too long.

While Jeff was massaging the back of his neck, he was contemplating what to do next.

Typically, when he was on a business trip, he would stay in his room to unwind. However, tonight was different – his stress was at its maximum level. He needed to do something, or he would not be able to get a wink of sleep.

After contemplating, he decided to go down to the nightclub below to listen to some music and see how crazy Las Vegas nightlife could be.

He called his assistant to inform him of his plan before changing into a simple dress shirt and black pants. He didn't like attention when he was out in public, so he made sure to tone down his clothing.

After looking at himself in the bathroom mirror, he made sure that he looked just like any tourist from Asia. He then made his way to the nightclub down below.

Coming out from his private elevator, he eased his way from the secret entrance to the bar's corner.

One of his favorite hobbies was people-watching. That's why he chose to sit at the bar and hoped that he wouldn't be interrupted.

Once seated, he signaled to the bartender, "Long Island Iced Tea and a B-52 shot."

"Yes, sir! Coming up!" The bartender quickly made the drink and put it right in front of Jeff.

As soon as the drink was in front of him, he quickly drank the B-52 in one gulp and chased it down with the Long Island Iced Tea. "Whoa!" Jeff let out a sound after drinking in such a rush.

The combination hit him hard and already made him feel tipsy. He started to relax and enjoy the nightclub scene.

***

Meanwhile, on the other side of town, in a small apartment complex, two young girls were making plans to snag a fake husband.

It should be easy enough; both of them were beautiful, sexy women, so just one look would leave any man salivating.

Lea Kuan, a petite blonde, blue-eyed beauty with the perfect measurements of 35-24-35, always made men drool whenever she wore a skin-tight dress that highlighted her assets.

On the other hand, Ann was slim and as tall as a model – 5'11 – with smooth and glossy auburn hair, perfect light skin, and beautiful straight white teeth. Her smile alone could melt the coldest of hearts. She never wore much makeup beyond lip gloss to highlight her soft, kissable red lips.

Between the two of them, it seemed like it would be easy as pie to find a fake husband by the end of the night...

For the plan to work, Ann let Lea do her makeup so that she would look older than eighteen. Thick concealer and a more sophisticated color palette helped cover her youthful appearance.

Lea also insisted that she wear tight skinny jeans to highlight her long, beautiful legs and a tank top that shows a little cleavage, even though it doesn't match her usual style.

Ann took all of Lea's fashion advice in the hopes that it would improve her chances.

'If this will help me find a fake husband, why not?' Ann convinced herself. Finally, they were ready to rock and roll.

The two young girls walked out of Lea's apartment, looking like 'sexy mommas, ' ready to snag a fake husband.

***

It was only a short drive, and they arrived at XS Nightclub, located inside the legendary Mega World Hotel and Casino in Las Vegas and known as the best club in town.

The night was still young, so the club was jam-packed, and dozens more people lined up at the casino entrance in anticipation. The two girls arrived at XS Nightclub prepared to snag a fake husband, but they were in for a shock when they saw the line's length.

Unfortunately for those waiting, if you don't have connections or bribe money, don't even think about getting past the bouncers. Luckily, it was a different story if you were young, beautiful, and sexy, like Ann Wen and Lea Kuan.

XS Nightclub was the sole nightlife establishment in the city that permitted entry to individuals aged 18 and above, making it the preferred destination for those in that age group.

Nevertheless, gaining expedited entry into the club posed a challenge due to the overwhelming crowds that packed the venue to capacity.

Luckily, the club had valet parking, and they could pull in the right at the front door. The two girls gave the doorman their sweetest smiles, hoping he would be kind enough to help them get inside the club.

"Hi there, sweetheart. How are you? Wow! It's pretty crowded tonight, eh?" Lea turned up the charm, and it seemed to have worked because the doorman smiled sweetly back at them.

"Yes! For some reason, tonight is extra busy, but you ladies have nothing to worry about," the doorman replied while eyeing the two girls, salivating.

As soon as they got out of the car, the doorman ushered them into the club. Their currency to enter was their beautiful faces and hot bodies. Ann and Lea upset a lot of people waiting by cutting the line, almost causing a riot.

A couple of young men approached them when they entered the club, but they weren't there to mingle; they were there to find a man who would accept a job as a fake husband. They politely declined and sat at the bar to wait for their prey.

Lea was eager to spot potential dance partners on the crowded dance floor, but Ann declined her invitation.

Ann confessed that she lacked confidence in her dancing abilities and preferred to sit out this time.

"Feel free to go ahead without me! I'll stay here and keep an eye out for anything. If I do spot something, I'll send you a text, and then we can leave this place as soon as we can, okay?"

Lea's face lit up with excitement as she eagerly accepted the invitation and made her way towards the crowded dance floor, eager to resume her quest.

Less than 60 seconds later, Ann noticed a strikingly handsome yet fatigued young man occupying the seat beside her.

He seemed to be in his early twenties, but the weariness etched on his face lent him a much more mature appearance.

Ann noticed that the man sitting next to her at the bar had ordered a B-52 and a Long Island iced tea. When the bartender served him the B-52, he swiftly consumed the shot and then promptly chased it with the Long Island iced tea.

Jeff, a man who rarely indulged in alcohol, found himself in desperate need of a drink that night.

Unbeknownst to him, the combination he chose was not the most well-considered; one too many of these concoctions would have a strong impact.

Unconsciously, his gaze shifted to the young woman sitting beside him. Feeling a sudden urgency, he cleared his throat and leaned in slightly.

"Pardon me, miss. I hope I'm not intruding, but I was wondering if you might have a moment to spare," he inquired, his eyes searching hers intently.