As the trays of food emptied out and his companions became louder and louder in their drunkenness, the evening dragged on. Ren Ling enjoyed himself in their celebration, but it only lasted for a while. Now to each side, a courtesan attended to his every whim, refilling his cup again and again, clinging to his sleeves with carefully manicured claws. Ren Ling's mouth was split in an infectious smile as he laid back and basked in the warmth of the night.
The main hostess slithered up to him like a snake, kneeling before him and squishing herself up to his chest. "Is the young master enjoying himself?" She did not even wait for his answering smile, her voice lowered to a purr. "Good, very good! If this young master fancies it, we can offer him entertainment much more…fulfilling than any performance these regular courtesans could put on for you."
