Sin City
Copyright© 2009 by Audrey Haber
Chapter 16
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 16 - A tale about Page 3 lifestyles and relationships set in Bombay, India, in the late Nineties.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Romantic NonConsensual Rape Blackmail Cheating Cuckold Rough Torture Interracial White Male Slow
"You need something to pick you up," AP Singh said, as Merlyn came out of the bathroom. He gestured at a lavish bar built in the shape of an old-fashioned bookcase. "What can I get you?"
Merlyn had no desire to even look at alcohol tonight. She had just puked in the bathroom. The solitary large Teacher's-on-the-rocks she had downed earlier had been expelled as rapidly as it had been guzzled down. Easy come, easy go, as her father had always said. She felt much better now, sober, cleaned-out. But a fruit juice wouldn't be too bad.
"I have freshly squeezed orange juice, if you'd prefer something non-alcoholic," he said, as if reading her mind.
She nodded, attempting a smile. He smiled back warmly, turned to the bar and turned back with a glass of fresh orange juice almost instantly.
She took it gratefully and cradled it in her hands. Sipping it, she was grateful for its tangy, sharp taste. Before she knew it, she had downed half the glass.
"I apologize," he said, sipping an exotic drink she couldn't identify. "Those three brutes. They weren't your friends, clearly?"
"I'd just met them," she said, embarrassed at how ... sluttish ... that sounded.
He nodded. "It's a singles club," he said. "That's what we're here for. To bring people together." He added, sombrely: "But not people like those three. I can assure you, they won't be permitted to return here. We don't tolerate that kind of behaviour at Sin City."
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