In the control center reverberating with decadent sounds, John matched the nameplate in the metal cabinet and got the elevator control card that could swipe open any floor, as well as the keys to unlock the chains on the girls downstairs.
John didn't leave through the first-floor lobby, but circled back to the underground parking, taking the internal elevator directly to the targeted floor.
The privacy of the Sex Doll Club meant that there were very few service staff on the floor.
John stood in the elevator, leaning against a six-panel LCD screen, his ears filled with decadent sounds, illustrating that here all kinds of fetishism and boundary-breaking fantasies could be satisfied.
John had lived on Dan Street for a long time, visited Ban Island Izakaya, been to Bolago Club, and frequented Steel Hot Forest...
He was considered someone with experience and a voice of opinion.
