"I thought you said you hated cheap beer?" Roxas shrugs at me, handing over a bottle of Joe's Brew. I pop off the cap and take a sip. Of course, it still tastes like expired candy, but considering my day, it’s better than nothing. The cold night air snips at me as I look up at the digital billboards that cover the buildings.

“So, this pornstar thing. Is this school really worth it? I mean, there are so many other places you could go to that cost so much less.” He’s right. I even tell him that he’s right. It wouldn’t be worth it if it wasn’t for one thing.

“It’s the school my sister went to. I haven’t heard from her since she left.” It isn’t something I like talking about. Anyone outside of my family is unaware of the situation, so, I guess that speaks to my trust in Roxas if anything.

“Oh. I’m sorry, man.” He puts a hand on my shoulder.

“It’s fine. I’m gonna get in and I’m gonna find her. It’s just a matter of, you know, actually figuring out how to do this thing.” Roxas finishes off his beer and sets it down.

“Alright, well, we already know that there are a lot of people in this industry. If you want to sneak up to the top quick, you’re gonna need to do something noteworthy. In truth, the fact that you’re human is already something that makes you unique. We just need to find an in. Before that...we have a bigger issue.” He coughs for emphasis. “You need to lose your virginity.” I sigh. Damnit, why couldn’t I have already done that by now?

“I mean, you could start out a virgin, but that’s only gonna make it harder for you to be accepted early on.” Roxas finishes his explanation and stands up. “It’s time for you to start supporting the escort industry, my friend!” I’m curious what compelled my friend here to yell this at the top of his lungs, but I do know everyone walking by is giving me a dirty look. Damnit, Roxas.

...

For an Island named after an apparent saint, the escort industry is certainly booming. Upon reaching the designated district and having our ID codes on our glasses scanned, Roxas begins giving me the lowdown on where everything is and the best places to go. Personally, I find great interest in the giant bar sitting just next to the district entrance, but Roxas disagrees. “Alright, so, a lot of places here are very much non-beginner friendly. But, when you are more experienced, I definitely recommend Nile’s. Now for you, I’m definitely gonna recommend Daniel’s Hotel. Very basic and very beginner-friendly.” After Roxas goes on about the surrounding buildings, he leads me toward his recommended spot, and we run into a problem.

“Oh, hello human. What’s your name?” The man dressed in an intimidating black suit gives me a condescending stare.

“Um, I have my ID right-”

“Oh, that won’t be necessary. I know quite well most of you can’t read, so I’ll spell it out for you. We don’t want your fucking kind here. Am I clear?” The man’s voice is mixing between a fake kindness and a threatening crack.

“Wow. So this is how you treat your customers? We’ve come here to spend our money on your service, and you’re gonna disrespect us like this?” The man grabs Roxas’ collar and pulls him off the ground.

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“People associating with vermin are just as bad to me, you know? I’m known to go too far sometimes. Some people are left to pick their brains off the pavement. You understand?” Roxas frantically nods and the man drops him. “You ain’t welcome in this district! Ever! Now get your asses out of here before you fuckin lose them!”

I feel my teeth clenching. Before I can do something stupid Roxas pulls me away from the establishment, down to the bar I saw earlier. "Okay. Well, that didn't go well. We can always try somewhere else, but I'm guessing it's just tempting fate to keep doing this tonight. Wanna head back?" I look through the mirror door to the building's interior. I feel my heart soar staring at the giant collection of alcohol, most of which I have never even set my eyes on before. "I guess I am kinda thirsty. But you're paying." Roxas lightly punches my shoulder and walks inside, and I follow after him.

The inside is packed with people. Loud music is playing over the speakers, making it hard to understand what Roxas is saying. He orders something and tells me it's special. I nod to him before looking around. Beautiful lights shine down from above, painting everyone in a beautiful red. "Hey, does she have cat ears?" I feel a glass slide into my hand. It's larger than a shot glass, which surprises me.

"I guess I was also wrong about you being a shot guy." Roxas shrugs and smiles, chugging down his drink. Well, he knows what he's doing. I guess I'll trust him.

I start sipping from it.

…

What is this? It's soft...really soft.

"Mmph...ah!"

I feel hot. Is this normal? No, this is different. I don't feel sweaty. Wait, why can't I see anything?

"M-mistress!"

Who is that? Her voice is really cute...wait.

Waitwaitwaitwaitwaitwaitwaitwaitwaitwait-

"You liar! There's no way this is your first-ahh!"

--

I open my eyes to see an outline of a body sitting on my crotch. I feel my hands resting on her waist. I can hear her making these uncomfortably soft morning sounds.

'Oh god. Oh my god. When the hell did I-'

That's when I notice the second outline laying atop me. Her hair is tickling my side, not to mention the quite pleasant feeling of something soft squishing against my chest. She leans forward, and I feel her lightly grasp my chin. Our lips meet and I feel any thoughts or worries start melting away.

I feel my lower half start moving faster and those moans start getting louder. I feel my breath growing ragged. "I-I-I think I'm gonna-"

"Lisa, he's close." The girl atop my chest speaks in a soft, low voice. I feel the girl grab my hands that had stayed almost frozen in their position around her waist. I feel them stop atop her breasts. Oh god, they're amazing. They're just the right size and softer than I can describe.

"Haah! Hah, hah." I feel myself emptying into one of the condoms I'd picked out, not expecting I'd be using them anywhere outside an associated establishment. I feel my eyes start to close.

"Aw, you're tired already? Sorry, we're not done with you yet." That low voice spoke just inches from my face, smelling like vanilla.

I think this isn't gonna end well.

…

The next three hours were a blur of pleasure I was unable to decipher. I do remember when they'd decided they were finished with me, and I could finally pass out. Those few hours of rest were probably the best of my life.

"Huh?" I open my eyes and find myself in someone else's apartment. The floor is clean of any stray items, and everything is as clean as it can be. To my right sits a pile of folded up clothes. "Ahh!" I hold my head in agonizing pain, sitting up in an instant.

"Oh, you're awake!" A familiar, soft voice comes from the room's doorway. There stood a woman in a beautiful maid uniform. She seemed to be around the same age as me, and she had a beautiful, yet mischievous, smile on her face. Oh, and standing up at the sides of her short blonde hair are two cat ears.

"Um, you have very nice ears," I say the first thing that comes to mind.

"Oh, thank you! I believe you said your name is Martial?" I nod my head. She gives me a short bow. "My lady wanted to stay and thank you for a lovely evening, but she had to leave early. So, thank you...and, I need to thank you myself." She stuck the tip of her tongue out at me. "I hope I'll be seeing you again, Dallas." She winks, and leaves, leaving me in confused silence.