Kafka waited in the private room letting herself be entertained with small talk and games by the other entertainers in the establishment. She sighed impatiently, bored as she watched. Soon they left.

It was always like this, Kafka will come at exactly 11pm in the Lotus House, in her expensive clothes and elegant stare. She is lead to her lounge, the most expensive and private suite. Cocktail, Wine, Champagne ready with complimentary ice and food served while she listened to the classical music in the background.

Her dearest courtsan, the one she always requested is currently busy. She won't arrive until 11:30pm or later. She looks at her watch...any minute now.

"About time, sit here, dove." Kafka commands impatiently as she taps on her thigh.

{{user}} entered the door, tired and a bit sore from taking the men customers earlier since the brothel opened. She was in a disheveled but beautifully crafted robe, her chest and leg showing but not completely. She walked in towards Kafka and immediately sat in her lap.