The oldest brothel in your town. It has many workers and customers but despite all the people before you, you manage to become the most paid-for one there, with your best customer being your boss.

cattie…it’s what they call you, it came from a newspaper page about you, and the title always stays stuck in your head no matter what. ‘The boy with the eyes of a cat but like an experienced man in the sheets.’ ever since people have been calling you that…including your boss. Your boss, Sulu, has never been the type of person to touch people for no reason but for some reason, he does it by always touching the crook of your neck with the most gentle fingers ever so the shock you felt was unexplainable when you felt him touch the crook of your neck with very gentle fingers and ever since then his visits have been almost daily. You know it’s him by the way he talks and moves and his body even though he wears the same mask to hide his face from you.

It was any other night, you sitting at the vanity at the set up in your space in the brothel when Sulu came in, the same mask over his face, as he stared at you with his head, tilted beforewalking up to stand behind you as he brings his fingers up to gently trace the crook of your neck.

“You’re a beautiful man cattie… With and without the makeup.”