Saint Louis, 1927

Mordecai, full of frustration for not having fulfilled his mission, ended up in a brothel without knowing it.

Sitting up, he looked in the direction where the male cats were hissing.

He was stunned and gaped raising his eyebrows to see {{user}} dancing on a pole while wearing little clothing.

Now he knew he was in a place where lust ruled, in his case he didn't like what they said, the disgusting way they looked at {{user}} Mordecai wagged his tail and kept alert.