At roughly the same time, Cervantes makes his entrance into the mansion, finally learning just what this study is about.

As he goes upstairs, he is invited into a grand meeting room.

Cervantes: "Thank you for welcoming me, Mr. Sanchez. It's an honor to meet you."

Charlie: "Oh, please. No honorifics needed. Just call me Charlie."

Cervantes: "Okay... Charlie. So, what is this study about, exactly?"

Charlie: "Well... that's the thing..."

Claire: "We don't know. Not yet, at least."

Cervantes: "What?"

Claire: "A research team on the South Pacific island of Lussanca has found a previously undiscovered herb. We are currently researching just how this herb can be made useful in form of a capsule. Theoretical uses range from medicine to military and purely commercial purposes, but without a solid test subject, the study cannot continue."

Charlie: "That is why I have offered up this mansion as a test environment. But without a test subject, that is not worth much. Hence, the advertisement."

Cervantes: "Uh-huh. Why not offer yourself up, then?"

Claire: "Mr. Sanchez' advanced age makes him ineligible as a test subject. Any results would be muddied by possible side effects of that, and any health risks that may arise from the drug would multiply."

Cervantes: "I'm not exactly against earning some money the easy way... but I've heard the previous subject has left the study. What's up with that?"

Claire: "We cannot comment on that. The contract includes a confidentiality clause. Unless explicitly stated otherwise, you are not allowed to talk about the study, and we are not allowed to talk about your participation either."

Charlie: "Of course, we won't force you to stay should you decide to leave as well. But naturally, that means you won't get paid either."

Cervantes: "And what exactly am I supposed to do here?"

Claire: "Every week, we will give you a dosage. We may increase or decrease the dosage, depending on the effect. Then, we want to see your daily life in the mansion, and note if there is anything different about your behavior. For comparison, we will observe you for a week without a dosis."

Charlie: "And please note, the mansion is riddled with cameras. By signing the contract, you will temporarily cede your privacy."

Cervantes: "Wait - did I catch that right? I'm supposed to live here?"

Charlie: *laughs* "Yes, that's right. I reckon it's big enough for the three of us, and we require an observable environment."

Claire: "Which - just to be clear - means that you won't be able to leave for the length of the study without telling us beforehand."

Cervantes: "Alright - no more questions needed. I'm in!"

Charlie: "Nice! Great to have you on board, then!"

Over the next few days, Cervantes would make himself comfortable, often sitting in the living room watching television.

But something, or rather, someone, keeps catching his eye...

Cervantes: "Do you always wear that lab coat?"

Claire: "It helps me stay focused. And helps with my work, yes."

Cervantes: "Damn, you're still working from here? Gotta say, kinda makes me feel bad enjoying myself over here while others work their asses off. Was expectin' you to sit in some campus several miles away."

Claire: "Don't worry about it."

Cervantes: "Not that I wouldn't enjoy your company.... quite the opposite, in fact. What do you say, wanna take a pause with me at one of the whirlpools?"

Claire: *sigh* "You seriously think I'm falling for that? Listen, I've read your CV. Believe me, I keep dumping guys like you in college at least once a month. So if you would please dismiss the idea of hitting on me, that would save both of us a lot of trouble, and a lot of headaches."

Cervantes: "Geez, message received. Stick to your books and computers if that's what you prefer, but I know you're watching me... might put on a show for you later tonight if that's what you're into..."

Claire: *sigh* "Unbelievable. You seriously think I'm into you, do you? Urgh! Disgusting macho."

And as such, Claire went upstairs, to her private room, doing the research she was supposed to do.

So that, a week later, she would have a second report to write on...

Research Paper
"The effects of ABH-26 on the human body"

Subject A-2, Week Two

Subject has been given a small, initial dosis of one pill per week, to be taken on Monday, 10 AM

The following will lay out in detail the effects that ABH-26 has on Subject A-2's body, behavior and psyche, in comparison to the unmedicated results of the first week.

A-2s appetite has remained largely unchanged; Natural variations of hunger taken into account, the subject takes in a median of three meals a day, consumed at morning, noon, and evening, with the occasional snack, often consumed in the afternoon.

This very standard level of appetite indicates that ABH-26, in its current dosage, did not influence A-2s appetite whatsoever.

As outlined in the previous report, A-2 likes to spend part of his time playing video games, especially in the afternoon.

This has been observed to find out if ABH-26 changes anything in A-2s reaction time, strategic thinking or hand-eye coordination.

However, it has been requested that A-2 sticks to playing a particular set of video games, for easier comparison.

In a game called "Mech Invaders", A-2s average score after a level has changed from 2224 to 3191.

It is currently uncertain whether this can be attributed to the effects of ABH-26, or simply a learning or skill curve.

Intensified observation is recommended, though currently, this raises questions about opportunities for military applications.

A-2s sleeping patterns remain largely unchanged.

As outlined in the previous report, A-2 stated that he used to drink a bit of alcohol before going to sleep, though this has been prohibited for the length of the study due to fear of unforeseen and potentially critical side effects of ABH-26 in combination with alcohol.

This, in turn, had the side effect of insomnia for A-2, which has still been observable all throughout the second week.

Going forward, results will indicate whether or not ABH-26 can be used as a soporific, or a stimulant.

This may open up new possible applications for commercial use.

This brings me to my next point; Sexual activity and stamina.

If ABH-26 were to be used as a stimulant, this would obviously include the possibility of it being used as an aphrodisiac as well, even if just for stamina purposes.

For this purpose, I have subjected myself to a field test to see if A-2s sexual activity and appetite can change as a result of ABH-26.

Said test was conducted on Monday, when effects of ABH-26 would still be relatively low, with another test intended for next monday.

It should be noted that A-2 had a relatively intense sexual appetite before his first dosage - though given what we know about the subject, this is not an unusual state.

When I approached A-2 with the intention of intercourse, he was surprised, but willing.

Cervantes: "...heh. So much for the 'disgusting macho', eh?"

Claire: "Don't get the wrong idea. The parameters have merely changed."

Cervantes: *sigh* "Do you always talk like you have a stick up your butt? Cause I can imagine something else to fit there..."

Claire: "Just shut up."

At least I won't have to see his stupid face like this...

Gotta say, his dick does feel nice...

A-2s sexual performance was surprisingly pleasing.

His preference for Anal Sex, though possibly coincidental, should be noted, as it may indicate changes in reproductive desire.

I fear I may have intervened too late, as a comparison between before and after may have been more easily measurable with another field test.

Nevertheless, I believe with future field tests, a trend will occur nonetheless, should ABH-26 cause any effects on sexual behavior.

Several hours later, Cervantes wakes up alone...

No pants... huh? Oh, right. Scientist Girl visited me last night and let me bang her all of a sudden. Heh. Knew she was just playing hard to get.

Wait a second... my beard! It's like... it's fallen off over night!

Guess this is the first effect of that mysterious drug... either that, or the crazy bitch shaved it off at night...

Hmm... actually, I kind of look nice without a beard. Younger, almost.

I should tell Claire or Mr. Sanchez about this.

Hm, seems like they're not up yet.

Which means... no one would mind if I watched some porn...

Hey, wait a second... I know these tits!

That's Gina! How'd she end up in a porno?

Cervantes: "Hey, darling. You'll never guess who I just saw on television..."

Note: Apologies for the delay. I had several different ideas for this chapter and this is what I've settled on. Then, I lost interest in the game again for a while and THEN, I had to set up my ReShade again after I got a new PC.

Most painful part of this chapter: Editing the second-to-last picture so that it shows the Gina screenshot.

It's been three weeks since Gina started working at the Red Star Club - behind the back of her friends, who still think she is a rich guy's housekeeper.

On this particular night, a customer enters the building, without even greeting the reception.

No bouncer needed - not for this one. A known face, able to get in and out at any time.

Nobody gets in his way - the regular customers and the staff know what's good for them.

Orlando: "Who- Oh. It's you."

George: "Orlando, my good friend!"

Orlando: "What's the occasion? I recall that you usually do not appear without giving me a call first."

George: "Ah, I was just in the area... thought I'd pay you a visit, see how business is goin'. That won't be a problem, will it?"

Orlando: "No... not a problem."

George: "Say, a little birdie chirped my way... one of your little sheep has left the flock, it said... I can only assume the consequences for the revenue..."

Orlando: "Do not worry. Everything is under control."

George: "Really? You lost one of yer girls, and it's still business as usual?"

Orlando: "Yes. I found a... shorthand replacement."

George: "Hmph. Well, ya know what they say... wonders do happen after all, it seems. Lemme know if I can help ya with anythin'"

Orlando: "Thanks, but I won't need to sell the entire club to you anytime soon."

George: "Hmm... those tits would look good at my cock..."

Gina: "Gee, what a charmer. Who was that?"

Orlando: "None of your business, that's who."

Gina: "Fangs out today, huh? Maybe I should come back later."

Orlando: *sigh* "You're wasting enough time already, might as well tell me."

Gina: "I just wanted to check in on how much of my debt has been paid."

Orlando: *laughs* "You're joking, right? We're barely at ten percent!"

Gina: "But I barely make any money! Surely, it must arrive in your pockets?"

Orlando: "Well, I still have to pay rent, electricity, all that stuff. Not much left for me either after everything's been said and done."

Gina: "Then I want a raise - I know for a fact the others get paid more!"

Orlando: "The others also earn more. What, did you expect to be above entry level, with zero experience in the industry? That being said..."

Orlando: "Are you up for a side job?"

Gina: "...side job? What do you mean, escort service?"

Orlando: "No, it's more of a one-time thing... I was planning to branch out a bit, but Jenny was supposed to do it. Now she's gone, but I still have the contract. A moneysink, needless to say... unless, you wanna fill in for Jenny again..."

Gina: "What exactly does that 'side job' entail?"

Orlando: *sigh* "Look, do you want some extra money or not? Just go to this address and tell the guy at the door I sent you."

Following the address she was given, Gina finds herself in an old building in Havenburg the next day...

Andrew: "Hello, beautiful. Can I help you with something?"

 Gina: "Uhm... hey. I'm here for the, uhm... Orlando sent me."

Andrew: "Ah, great. The guys are already waiting, they're on pause right now. You go in and make yourself comfortable."

 Gina: "...guys? What guys?"

Andrew: *laughs* "You'll see. They're outside, two doors behind me."

Oh, I see. That kind of job. No wonder Orlando was all vague about it.

Oh, hel-lo~ If these are the male actors, I don't mind at all...

Derek: "Man, I hope just for once, we'll see someone who's actually eager. Not one of those poor drugged out girls from god knows where, you know?"

Michael: "Yeah, I get ya."

Gina: "Looking for me?"

Michael: "Oh, you must be Jenny, then?"

Gina: "Uhm... almost. I'm her replacement, Lucia."

Michael: "Got it, Lucia. I'm Michael. These are Ricky and Derek."

Andrew: "Your first time filming, I take it?"

Gina: "Uhm... yeah. Can you explain how this goes to me?"

Andrew: "Alright. First, we film a scene with Michael, the big guy. Then, there will be a gangbang scene on the bed, with everyone else.

Fuck~ That's gotta be the biggest cock I've ever seen, let alone sucked... Someone get me away from here, before I fall in love with this guy...

So many big, juicy cocks all around me... I'm starting to like it here...

I'm starting to think...

...that I really love sex.

While Gina is slowly making her first steps into a life she never expected to be living, her ex-boyfriend, Cervantes, has somewhat different thoughts on his breakup...

Cervantes: "Mhhh~ Lena, you've got such a sweet body..."

 Lena: "Oh, shut up, you sweet-talking scoundrel... and put it in already..." 

However, a certain someone was allowed to leave work earlier today...

And that certain someone has just opened the door to Cervantes' bedroom...

Sandy: "What the hell is this?!"

Cervantes: "Oh, hi Darling. Didn't know you were already home..."

Sandy: "Who is this slut, Cervantes?!"

Lena: "What's going on? Is this your girlfriend?!"

Cervantes: "Uhm... yeah."

Sandy: "Don't worry, he's all yours - I'm out!"

Cervantes: "Wait, Sandy! I..."

Desperate to keep his girlfriend, Cervantes follows the angry Sandy into the living room.

Sandy: "Don't bother - I've seen it myself. Let me guess, you thought I was just another easy slut to add to your 'collection'?"

Cervantes: "Well, I... I mean there's no way to deny it now..."

Sandy: "Ugh, forget it..."

And so, Cervantes ends his second relationship in a matter of just two weeks - the same way he ended the first.

Cervantes: "Sorry you had to see that, baby. Are you mad at me?"

Lena: *chuckles* "Why would I be mad, when I've got you all to myself now?"

Later on that day, Cervantes choses to relax on his bed, all on his own.

Been about two weeks since Gina left...

I'm starting to have second thoughts about the whole thing...

Not that I'd miss her, but I do miss the great sex...

I mean, Lena and Sandy are cute, but man, Gina had some knockers...

But it doesn't matter. Because now that Gina and Sandy are gone, I can focus on my true calling...

What that is, you ask? Well, it's simple...

I'm going to become the biggest playboy this city has seen since the days of Don Giacomo!

Yep, that's right. Who needs love? It's just a way to get sex if you really think about it.

I know what I want, and what I want is sex - lots of it, with lots of different girls.

There's just one small problem preventing my path to greatness...

I'm kinda broke!

I can't ever hope to get a harem if I'm broke!
I mean, have you ever heard of a playboy with no money?
Yeah, thought so.

In other words; I need a job. But not some boring office job or anything of the sort - a job that can actually get me rich!

Luckily, I know just the guy to help me out with this...

And I've just arranged a meeting with him...

There he is... "Tricky Lee", local expert in all kinds of 'easy jobs' you can find within the city...

He's not a dealer or anything... at least, I think so. More like an information broker.

Also, his name isn't actually Lee - that's just what everyone calls him.

Cervantes: "Hey, man."

Seamus: "Hey, good to see ya. Where'd ya leave your girlfriend?"

Cervantes: "Ah, doesn't matter. So, whatcha got for me? Some errand jobs?"

Seamus: "Far better - and far more interesting than that. Ever heard of Charlie Sanchez?"

Cervantes: "The movie star from the eighties? Who hasn't? Why are you asking?"

Seamus: "These days, it seems like he's the face of a medical research company called Hydrias. Through the grapevine, they're asking for research subjects and assistants."

Cervantes: "That's all? Lee, if I wanted some lousy lab dog advertisement for twenty bucks, I'd go back to university."

Seamus: "Twenty? How does two hundred thousand sound for ya?"

Cervantes: "You're kidding me?"

Seamus: "Not at all, it's legit. Apparently, their most promising subject left all of a sudden. If they don't find a replacement soon, their funds will be cut."

Cervantes: "Sounds dangerous. What are they testing, exactly?"

Seamus: "No idea, man. All I can tell ya is that they pay good. I can send you Sanchez' address, and give ya the number for the project. It's your call if you wanna show up there."

After a bit of deliberation, Cervantes decided to show up after all, making his way to the coastal city district of Byzantion.

There we are; The house of Charlie Sanchez II.
Never thought I'd make it to the house of my childhood idol...

Though I did eventually hope to get into a stars' house - just one with a bigger chest, if you know what I mean...

That camera is moving... either it's automated, or they're already waiting for me...

Hel-lo~♥

Claire: "Hello. You are the applicant?"

Cervantes: "Among other things, yes - but for a beauty like you, I can be anything you want..."

Claire: "Very amusing. Mr. Sanchez is already waiting for you upstairs - please enter."

Note: That mansion takes FOREVER to build - I've decided that, rather than spending another whole day designing the entire interior, I'll just do what is necessary for this chapter for now.

Later that night, Gina would return to Petra and Zain.

Since everyone was way too tired, Gina spared the explanations for the next morning.

Petra: "So, what did you want to tell us? You almost seemed like an entirely different person when you came back."

Okay, there's no way in hell I can tell them the truth...

Gina: "Well, as it turned out, I... I met someone from back in school. He said he can hook me up to a new job."

Petra: "Really? That's great! I'm so happy for you!"

Zain: "That's great! What kind of job?"

Gina: "I... uhm... I'm a housemaid, for some rich guy in Byzantion."

Petra: "Huh, didn't know you had connections to high society. Maybe I should get to know that friend of yours..."

Zain: "Well, either way, I think I speak for the both of us when I say, it's nice to hear that."

Petra: "Yeah, now we can help you find an apartment. I mean, not that we wouldn't want you anymore, just... you know..."

Gina: "Yeah, yeah, I get it. Nobody wants a permanent freeloader."

Zain: "Oh, no, please."

Petra: "We're ready to help you for as long as necessary, Gina. You're our friend. We just want to see you try."

Gina: "Right. Yeah... Sorry, I got a bit lazy recently..."

A few hours later, Gina arrived back at the club, as per the agreement with Orlando.

Orlando: "There you are. Good. The girls have been eager to get to know you."

Gina: "Lead the way, then."

Gina: "So, what exactly happens today?"

Orlando: "Just the introduction. You'll get to know the crew. Then, you get your outfit, and get to work."

Gina: "Wait, there's nobody around today?"

Orlando: "We don't open until 7AM - and I much prefer to keep management under wraps. Customers don't need to see everything that's going on here."

Orlando: "So, these are your colleagues. From left to right, this is Yvonne..."

Yvonne: "Hi."

Orlando: "Caroline..."

Carolin: "Hey, sweetie."

 Orlando: "And Alexandra."

Alexandra: "Nice to meet ya."

Gina: "Uhm... hey, nice knowing you. I'm Gina."

Orlando: "No, you're not."

Gina: "What? Of course I-..."

Orlando: "As long as you are within these four walls, you do not call each other with your real names. For this purpose, these three are 'Ivy', 'Celine' and 'Xenia'. Try to think of a new name for yourself before your first shift begins. Now, work on your outfit."

Gina: "My outfit... you mean... right here? Right now?"

Yvonne: "Of course. These are the backrooms. All our girls dress up here before they go on stage, or greet a client."

Alexandra: "Think of something sexy, that catches a client's eye at first sight. Take your time, we have plenty of stuff in that closet."

Alright, then... time to slut out, I guess...

A few minutes later, Gina comes out of the closet, dressed more slutty than before...

Man, I look hot... I'm really glad how it turned out!

Gina: "Like this?"

Yvonne: "Mh-hm, mh-hm... nice. Real nice. You look good, Gina."

Carolin: "Heh. I can see the influence... but I don't mind another girl leaning a bit into the goth aesthetic..."

Alexandra: "Yeah... a bit naughty, a bit stylish... I like it... works well for the upstairs crew."

 Orlando: "Nice, nice. I can tell you'll be earning some good money, heh. Now, get home everyone, and get some rest. Next shift starts tomorrow at 7! I want everyone here by 5 for maintenance and preparation!"

And so, Gina started working on the so-called "Upstairs team"; The part of the staff that works in prostitution at the club.
Since the girls are switched around often, that means Gina works alongside Yvonne for the first week, now carrying the name "Lucia".

Sometimes, she works alone...

Sometimes, they work as a team, when a customer orders both of them...

After a while, Gina gets accustomed to her new job, and even though she barely has a connection to the rest of the staff, she feels like she knows Yvonne now a bit better.

Sucking off a few dicks together, as it had turned out, can create quite the bond.

Gina: "Whew. That was quite the first week. I gotta say, it's easier than I thought to get the mental hang of it."

Yvonne: "Yeah, I could tell. You were devouring that last cock as if you were a hungry wanderer in the desert."

Gina: "Well, I guess you learn something new about yourself every day... seems like there was quite a slut hidden within me..."

Yvonne: *laughs* "Well, you know what they say, get a job you enjoy doing, and you'll never have to work a day in your life..."

Gina: "Still, I'm feeling pretty green around here... I mean, I barely know the girls from downstairs."

Yvonne: "Well, as luck would have it, we regularly hang out at my place, every sunday... to cool down a bit after a stressful week. You're cordially invited."

Gina: "Oh, really? I'm happy to hear it! Of course I'll show up!"

Yvonne: "Great! See you tomorrow, then. I'll text you the address."

As such, Gina would take on the invitation, showing up at an apartment in Ducoler that sunday.

When she arrives, the party is already running, evident by the loud music audible through the hallway.

Yvonne: "Oh, great. It's you."

Gina: *laugh* "Great to see you too, Yvonne."

Yvonne: "Almost didn't recognize you without cum on your face. Come on in, the others are already there too."

Yvonne: "Gina's here!"

Alexandra: "Hey, Gina!"

Caroline: "Hi, Gina."

Gina: "Hi~!"

After downing a couple of beers, Gina eventually warms up enough to feel comfortable, although she did not expect such a small apartment.

Feels like college all over again... I love it here!

Gina: "Your name was Alex, right? I don't think we've worked a lot together so far."

Alexandra: "Yeah, I usually work downstairs, even when the shifts are switching. The barkeeper is often absent, so I have to fill in a lot."

Gina: "He can just do that? Go in and out like that?"

Alexandra: "Yeah, he works in like... three to four bars, I think? I talk to him once in a while, he just sees the Red Star as a stepping stone. Big Dreamer, that guy, even if he seems like just another perv sometimes."

Gina: "And what about you? Why are you here?"

Alexandra: "Eh, why not? Dropped outta school, never went to college, and stripping is sure as hell more fun than working a 9 to 5 office job, despite all the creeps."

Gina: "But.... aren't you scared? Of the cartel, I mean."

Caroline: "Just don't get in their way, and they'll leave you alone."

Alexandra: "I just do what I'm told, and never ask any questions. That's the best bet you've got for making it in this club."

Yvonne: "Once in a while, there's a client from the cartel who requires preferred treatment. But as long as he's happy, we're safe. And they're usually easy to please."

Alexandra: "Yeah, it can be annoying from time to time. But Orlando is pretty nice..."

Caroline: "Well, as long as you don't get too close..."

Gina: "What do you mean?"

Alexandra: "He's a nice boss, but apparently a horrible boyfriend. He's less 'passionate lover' and more looking for armcandy. Your predecessor, Jenny, had made the mistake of becoming his girlfriend."

Gina: "And... what happened to her...?"

Yvonne: "Well, we don't know what it was about... but the two had a big argument. That's probably the reason why she just left without a word."

Caroline: "I'm tellin' ya, she got in too deep. Probably witnessed a murder or somethin' and got spooked."

Alexandra: "Oh please, Carol. Don't scare the new girl. Jenny probably just forgot to clean his shoes one time too many, or had a migraine when he wanted a blowjob."

Yvonne: "Girls, girls, calm down. No arguing here, okay?"

Caroline: "Ugh, you're probably right. I just can't ever feel at ease around that guy..."

Alexandra: "Understandable. But I agree, let's not argue that much... besides, I wanted to see the new one put on some moves!"

Yvonne: "Yeah! Right! You haven't been downstairs yet! We know you can fuck, but can you strip?"

Caroline: "On the table with you, you slut!"

Oh hell yeah! That's a party to my liking!

Gina: "Like this?"

Alexandra: "Hell yeah, show us the goods, girl!"

Caroline: "Nice tits... I'm starting to think you're quite the competition, Gina..."

Gina: "Mhh, I wouldn't be so sure~ I think we need to compare..."

Caroline: "That can be arranged..."

Yvonne: "Hey, don't you dare start without me!"

Oh, these girls sure know how to have fun...

A girls-only gangbang... what a night!

Gina: "Man, where have you girls been during my college years? We would've been best friends!"

Yvonne: "Heh, what can I say but 'welcome to the team'"

Sex with men at day, Sex with women at night...

I could get used to this life...

Seconds later, against her better judgment, Gina finds herself in the entrance of the Red Star Club...

So this is the Red Star Club... looks like any ordinary club from where I'm standing...

Let's see if I can have some quick fun in here...

Hmm... that trans stripper over there is cute...

Nah, looks like she's busy... I'll just ask at the counter...

Gina: "Hey."

Bartender: "Hey, sugartits. What can I do for you?"

Gina: "Well... uhm... it's my first time here. What do I gotta do to get a room here?"

Bartender: "Today? Nothing you *can* do. Not enough staff showed up today. The girls who did are only dancing."

Gina: "Alright, thanks."

You're telling me I came here all for nothing? No, I won't give up yet.

I bet the brothel part of the Club is up there...

No one's stopped me yet... still, no reason to lower my guard...

"Not enough staff", huh? Let's see if I can fill in some gaps here...

But, as she would find out - after approximately 40 minutes of waiting - just replacing a sex worker at the local brothel doesn't happen just like that...

God, what am I doing here?

What has my life become, that I'm just filling in for a sex worker, without even applying for the job?

Who knows what'll happen when they catch me?

I bet Zain and Petra are worried sick...

But just as our promiscous protagonist is starting to doubt the path of her journey, the door to "her" room opens...

Unknown Guy: "Uhm... excuse me..."

Gina: "Huh...?"

Unknown Guy: "I... paid for an appointment today... are you Jenny?"

In a moment of contemplation, the tug of war in Gina's mind is pulling her back and forth - should she stay, or should she go?

Gina: "Yes, yes... of course, Jenny... that's... that's me. Yep. Jenny is my name. So, how can I help you, sweetie?"

Unknown Guy: "Well I'm... still a virgin. And I want to change that. I paid downstairs for a handjob, and vaginal sex."

Gina: "Handjob and some regular sex, nothing easier than that. Come here, Sweetie."

Not exactly my type, but whatever... at least I'll help out a virgin...

But man, I'm slowly getting in the mood after all... maybe I'll give him a little extra...

Gina: "Hey, want me to suck it? I promise you'll like it - I'm much better at giving head. Don't worry, it won't cost you extra."

Unknown Guy: "Y-yes, please..."

Mhhhh, yess... that's just what I needed... just a bit of cock between my lips, and now I can get to finishing the job!

Unknown Guy: "T-thanks... that felt great..."

Gina: *laughs* "Don't mention it."

A few minutes later, the shy client left, and Gina was ready to follow in his footsteps...

That felt great... just the energy boost that I needed right now...

I'll just wash myself quickly and then get the fuck outta here, before someone notices me...

However, when a happy client had left the brothel area of the Club, the staff was more than just a bit confused...

What the hell? I thought Jenny called in sick today... 

Gina: "Uh-oh."

Orlando: "And who might you just be, waltzing into *my* club, stealing one of *my* girls' clients, like you own the goddamn place?!"

Gina: "I... uhm... that wasn't me... I'm just... homeless, and needed a place to wash myself."

Orlando: "Don't think you can fool me, girl. There's no one else up here but you and me right now, and just now, a client who was supposed to have an appointment today came down here."

Gina: "Hey, wait a moment! I helped you out, didn't I?"

Orlando: "You idiot, you don't get it. Now get dressed up, and go downstairs. We have to talk."

Okay, he caught me... but I seriously don't know what I did wrong here. Let's hear him out, see how I can salvage the situation.

Minutes later, in Orlando's office...

Orlando: "So. Let's go over this. What exactly do you think you did here?"

Gina: "Well... I... felt a bit... *cough* needy. And I was told there are no girls available to sleep with today... so I went upstairs, and hoped for the best."

Orlando: "Correct. And why do I care about that?"

Gina: "Well, good question... I made you money, didn't I? The guy said he paid in advance."

Orlando: "Also correct. But what do you think that client will do once he gets home?"

Gina: "Uhm... I'm not sure...."

Orlando: "He will tell his friends about that busty brunette who served him in the Red Star. And next weekend, they might show up here, demanding to see that busty brunette. And when they show up and don't see that busty brunette ready to ride them, the money you made me today suddenly becomes a lot smaller in perspective."

Right... I probably threw quite the wrench into his machinery... not to mention the poor girl whose job I just stole...

Orlando: "You see where I'm getting at? This isn't one of those swinger clubs, lady. We have employees here. *Regular* employees."

Gina: "...Yeah. I understand. I'm sorry, I..."

Orlando: "Well, 'sorry' won't suffice, I'm afraid. There's two options out of here for you; Either, you pay me the amount of money I lost with your little adventure here, or you work for me. Until it's paid up."

Gina: "...and how much money would that be?"

Orlando: "That's entirely speculative, of course... accounting for... potential customers I wouldn't otherwise have... and compensation I have to pay for the girl you replaced... about 24.000 Dollars."

Gina: "*Twenty-Four Thousand*?! But... I don't have that kind of money... and I can't possibly ask my friends..."

Orlando: "Well, sounds like an obvious answer for me; You work here now. End of discussion."

I should probably be upset... but honestly... this works for me. I think. As long as I don't get killed in some gang war.

Gina: "That... that's okay. Yeah. Alright. I work here now. And... who exactly do I work for?"

Orlando: "Orlando. Orlando Ventarini. Now, go home and get some sleep. Come back tomorrow, and I'll show you the ropes."

Four weeks after Gina moved in with Zain and Petra...

Zain: "Darling, I never knew how kinky you were... inviting Gina for a threeway? That's wild!"

Petra: "Oh, you'd be surprised... Gina and I have some... history in early college."

Zain: "Oh? I'd love to hear about that some time."

Gina: "Why tell, if we can just show you?"

God, this is hot... Petra is such a great friend that she lets me ride her hot boyfriend... and I get to make out with her, too!

This feels like a dream I never wanna wake up from!

Unfortunately, reality is not always especially respectful to our wishes...

Petra: "...ina! Gina!"

Petra: "Gina! Wake up!"

Gina: "Huh?"

Petra: "I can't believe it - you fell asleep watching TV again!"

Gina: "Huh? But... what are you mad at me for?"

Petra: "Gina, you haven't left the house in days. The table is full of trash, and you barely help with the housekeeping!"

Gina: "But-..."

Petra: "I mean, are you even applying for a job anywhere? I never see you on the laptop, or reading the newspaper."

Gina: "I mean... just a few... but... I'm not exactly in the best mental state right now, you know?"

Petra: "Ugh, I know. I'm sorry. But I should make it clear that you can't just live here indefinitely. At least take a walk around the block, okay? It'll help you feel better."

Gina: "Alright, alright... I'll jump into the shower and get my coat..."

Petra: "Thanks. Now, I'm gonna have to clean this mess up..."

Some friend... I liked the version of her that kissed me more... 

But still - man, I never knew how much of a Nympho I am that I get sex dreams involving my friends.

This is bad. I need to get laid, and soon.

But she's right, I should probably get a job first. Maybe I can take a look around the neighborhood...

Gina: "Oh, hi Zain. Let me guess, you also want to tell me I should get a job?"

Zain: "Well... I wouldn't mind if you did that. But for now, I'm glad to see you're going outside again."

Gina: "Yeah... fell asleep in front of the TV, and Petra got mad at me... said I should take a walk around the neighborhood. Who knows, maybe I'll stumble across a new job?"

Zain: "Well, whatever you do, don't go to the other side of the street."

Gina: "What? Why? I mean, it looks fun over there."

Zain: *laugh* "Well, it might be 'fun', yeah. But that's the territory of the Cartel."

Gina: "Sounds scary. Who's that?"

Zain: "Well, as I'm sure you know, Sheltington can be quite rough - and these guys are the reason. Several different crime organizations who carved up the city among each other. That strip club over there, the Red Star, is in their hands."

Oh, no, a place full of bad boys.... no... maybe let's not...

Gina: "Well, either way, I should get going. Tell Petra I'm sorry, okay?"

Zain: *laughs* "I'm sure she knows already, but alright."

A few hours later...

Ugh, this sucks... no wonder I didn't even try if everyone tells me to fuck off anyway...

If I return home now, Petra will rip my head off... well, not immediately, but no way I'm getting out there again...

Fuck, I really just might... if I go another day without getting fucked I might just jump at Zain, crotch forward... or Petra, for that matter

Note: I did prepare a Reshade setup for the first chapter, but only just noticed in this one that the Sims 4's regular screenshot feature doesn't capture what reshade does to the game when working on this chapter.

A cold evening in fall.

About a month ago, Petra had finished her studies, finishing university with a degree in Physics and Mathematics. Not needing a close vicinity to the campus anymore, she and her boyfriend Zain moved downtown - from the suburbs into the big city, where bustling life awaits them!

Zain: "So, we're finally done unpacking..."

Petra: *sigh* "Yes... can't wait until life becomes less hectic again. I could use some rest... but, most importantly..."

Zain: "Hmm...?"

Petra: "We're finally alone again..."

Zain: "Right. That sure calls for a celebration..."

Petra: "Couldn't agree more..."

Meanwhile, outside the door, in the hallway...

Zain: "Ahhh! God, Petra!"

Petra: "Mhhh~ That was great..."

Petra: "I missed the taste of your cock~"

Huh...?

Petra: "Oh... wait... I think someone's at the door..."

Petra: "Gina? What are you...?"

Gina: "Oh... did I... *clearing her throat* interrupt you with something?"

Petra: "What? Oh!"

Petra: "Don't worry about it, girl. Why the long face? What's up?"

Gina: "Oh, it's... well..."

Gina: "I fucked up. My boyfriend... we... broke up..."

Petra: "What, that musician guy?"

Gina: "Yeah... he.. well, he cheated on me. It... it fucked me up so much, I totally forgot to enroll in my courses again. I... I lost my admission... they expelled me."

Petra: "Oh... that's.... that's bad. I'm... I'm so sorry, Gina. I cannot imagine how you must feel right now."

Gina: "I don't have access to a dorm anymore... I... I need a place to stay."

Zain: "Hey, it's alright. As far as I'm concerned, you can stay here for a while."

Petra: "Yeah, no problem at all, really. You're our friend. We'll help you get back on your feet!"

Gina: "Oh, thanks. I really owe you one."

Petra: "It's no issue, really. You can live in the guest room until you can get somewhere else."

And as such, the rest of the evening was spent mostly by Gina making herself comfortable in the guest room, and her trying to repay the favor by making them all dinner.

However, nothing that would discourage a young, sex-starved couple from celebrating their new apartment...

Petra: "Ahhh~ I forgot how good your cock feels... deeper!"

Truly, the idea of sharing this flat with someone couldn't be further away from their mind right now...

I can hear them going at it like rabbits... 

Locker room talk has it that Zain's good. Real good. Sure sounds like he is...

Man, I bet his cock is huge...

I already miss Cervantes' cock...

Really wish I still had someone to pound me like that...

...or, even just to cuddle...