In my bathrobe, I looked fresh. I had an aura of confidence and commitment about me which was preferred by women. At this moment, more than 20 people were outside my house, forming a line which other people were looking at stunned.
If I was going to so many women, I wouldn't be able to stand up tomorrow. They all thought that I would run out of energy sooner or later.
The first woman to enter after I had given permission was quite an old woman who had pushed others with her superior strength. I didn't like her, of course. I was here to have fun, after all. With such a perfect body and face, I could be as picky as I want.
''You are so greedy, auntie. As an honest man, I don't like it. Please go away.''
The woman was mortified hearing me call her an 'auntie.' She thought that she was beautiful and a 'young boy' such as me would definitely be roused if she showed her cleave a little. Never did she think that I would reject her before she even tried.
