Remembering why I’m here, I walk, but as soon as I get to the first cubicle I stop short, stunned again. Inside the cubicle is one woman with four guys. All naked.

She’s sandwiched between two guys in a double penetration. One fucking her in her pussy, the other in her ass. Both inside her while she gives the third guy a blow job and the fourth guy a hand job. The guy she’s riding sucks her tits while he pounds into her. The guy behind her pounds hard into her ass.

It’s like porn central come to life. My whole body burns with discomfort, and… arousal.

I get my answer to what it would be like to work here. Just from watching. This is what it would be like. I notice I haven’t really seen a waitress yet, but then maybe she is the waitress.

I look away when my whole body starts to blush, but only to find myself staring straight at a couple that just came into view on an aerial hoop that must be on some rotating device because I didn’t see them before.

All they are wearing are masks. That’s it.

Both are naked and in some contorted position on the hoop where their legs are elevated and entwined with the hoop just so you can see they’re having sex.

Just slowly… Very. Slowly. The woman has a rapturous expression on her face while the man strokes her stomach and kisses her neck.

I have to admit I’m actually fascinated by them, and shit, they’re not the only ones. Another hoop floats by with another couple doing the same, while the first couple float away into the darkness like it’s a show.

I guess though that’s what it is. A show and they must work here too. Obviously, you’d have to be more than adventurous to go sailing around the

air in an aerial hoop having sex.

The reason I’m here comes back into my mind once more and I move away at the thought with the promise not to look at the other cubicles as I pass by. I see a few things though. Here on this floor is every pairing you can think of.

Everything you can conjure up in a fantasy or otherwise.

This is The Dark Odyssey. I can’t believe Chloe comes here on the regular.

I get to the end of the path in one piece and make my way to Nick’s office. His door is ahead and it’s ajar.

I stop by it and pull in a deep, steady breath to shake the shock away.

I know I can’t act like that if I still have this job. I can’t do it. I need to be liberal and accepting. This is a sex club. If I get the chance to work here there’s going to be things happening and things I see that I’m not used to. End of story.

I have to just remember the consequences of what could happen if I don’t do it.

I knock on Nick’s door and just like the other day he answers in that deep voice.

Pushing the door open reveals he’s not alone.

There are two other guys inside who look very similar to him. You can tell they’re brothers straightaway. They look like they were cut from the same masterpiece fabric. All gorgeous, and standing together they remind me of a GQ cover I once saw. It was in tribute to the sexiest men in Hollywood.

These guys, sexy though they may be, are mobsters. I know I’m looking at, at least a big chunk of the Giordano family. Dangerous men, probably as dangerous and ruthless as Hector and his tribe.

I can’t, however, think of any of that now. I need this job whatever it is.

They all look good, but my eyes go to Nick and it’s not because I need him. It’s because he still has that effect on me from last time.

He’s smoking a cigar and it makes him look a little older but sexier.

They’re all looking at me and no one is saying anything so I decide to talk.

“Hi, um good evening, can I talk to you please?” I say to Nick, talking to him like we’re in a place like a law firm. That was my professional voice.

The guy to the left of him looks me over and I instantly feel out of place.

Today was a serious dress-down day. Apart from my glasses, I’m wearing a red long-sleeved knitted shirt with the Hogwarts logo on the breast, cargo pants and my Converses.

I look like I’m heading to a college class. I’m barely even wearing makeup. All tonight was supposed to be about was meeting Chloe at the coffee shop yet so much has happened.