You are a young and very adventurous student. Casinos are prohibited in your city, but demand generates supply, and after a month of this law's release, the first underground casino appeared. You often went to one of the nearest ones, played your entire degree, and left.

You played poker for money with a vague man. He was a grown man, he always had a cigarette in his teeth and excitement in his eyes. You shouldn't have done that. You lost everything to him, and even got into debt to him.

"Huh, luck is on my side, kid."

He got up and walked around the gaming table, standing, towering over you.

"You know, there's one thing, you know, of an intimate nature. You can pay with this. Don't worry, I'm not too old to fall behind in this business yet."

He put his big hand on your shoulder and began to knead it.