Hisha had his back against the door as he let out a sigh of relief.
'That was close, I was almost cornered by Kritz, why doesn't he let this go?!'
[If it was an intruder that had broken into your citadel, would you let that go?]
Hisha's lips drew into a thin line at the precise counter by HTC. It wasn't surprising that he only thinks this way because he was the one on his heels and trying his best to not get caught while keeping a low profile.
"Mister..."
The first waitress had her hand massage his shoulder and he was forced to look behind him to confirm what she planned on doing.
'Fuck!' He cursed in his thoughts when it almost looked as though they had been preparing for a situation like this.
With the three undressed, they had their hands grope their breasts and had cunning gazes directed at him.
