Half an hour later, the car came to a halt at the entrance of an entertainment venue. My uncle and Several tattooed burly men stepped out of the car, all smiles.
As I stared at the twinkling neon lights and the group of women standing by the entrance, a faint sense of unease settled in my heart. This feeling was particularly strong given that I was well-acquainted with my uncle's usual behavior.
"Uncle, what are you bringing me here for?" I discreetly swallowed, my eyes fixed on the women at the entrance wearing short skirts and high heels, their faces adorned with makeup. A thought crossed my mind – could my uncle possibly be taking me to visit prostitutes?
"Of course, it's to bring you here for some relaxation. After all, you're not that young anymore. It's time for you to become a true man!"
With a beaming smile, Uncle rubbed his hands together. One sentence left me completely bewildered, yet there was a hint of excitement within me. Happiness had arrived so unexpectedly, and I wasn't quite prepared for it...
One might as well say that my uncle has never been reliable since childhood. Who has ever heard of an uncle taking his nephew to visit a brothel? Although my scoundrel of an uncle is only about ten years older than me, he's still supposed to act like an uncle!
"Oh my goodness! Uncle, are you kidding me? Did you actually bring me here to find prostitute?" I widened my eyes and stared at him, feeling a huge shock in my heart!
"Nonsense, why else would we come here? If you don't want to go, just wait here. I'll have some fun on my own," my uncle said without even looking back. He joined a few burly guys with tattoos, laughing and joking, and they all walked towards the entrance of the entertainment venue.
Standing in the parking lot, my mind went blank. I had no idea what my damn uncle was up to; perhaps he was just testing me, who knows!
If I wavered at this moment, he would definitely have something to hold against me. If he told my parents, I'd probably end up with a broken leg. I'm only seventeen this year, still a minor!
"Why are you dawdling? Hurry up, I have things to do later," my uncle turned back and urged. I had no clue what to say; I had never encountered anything like this before in my life. I've watched my fair share of romantic movies, but I've never been to a place like this...
"Uncle, I still have to go to school tomorrow," my voice was like a mosquito's hum, so faint that I could barely hear it myself, and my uncle didn't hear it at all.
Just then, a seductively dressed woman approached us at the entrance of the entertainment venue. She had finely arched eyebrows and an oval face, walking in a swaying manner on high heels. Her smile was as bright as a flower as she started conversing with my uncle. Judging by the looks of it, they must have known each other for a while.
The woman appeared to be in her thirties, with a figure that was definitely curvaceous and accentuated with an S-shaped curve. She was wearing a tight-fitting white pencil skirt, and on top, a big red flower was pinned, creating a full and eye-catching effect. The skirt was so tight that even the indentations of her underwear were visible, making it hard to resist swallowing hard at the sight.
My uncle chatted with her in a jovial manner, and he playfully gave her buttocks a light pat and even pinched her twice, as if pinching a marshmallow. Surprisingly, the woman didn't get angry at all; instead, she laughed happily. Her gaze also landed on me.
"You're quite handsome, young man. Is this your first time here?" She appraised me with silky eyes, and her flirtatious gaze made my heart feel like it was about to leap out of my chest. I could catch the scent of her perfume on her and also notice how her cleavage was prominently displayed.
I quickly lowered my head and swallowed hard, feeling not so much afraid as excited. My mind was filled with scenes from romantic movies. As I lowered my head, I caught a glimpse of her long white legs, shimmering as if they were glowing. Looking up, I couldn't help but notice her ample bosom that seemed to strain against her clothes, almost bursting out of them...
"My nephew here is still a virgin. Kathleen, find someone young and experienced to take care of him. Just make sure find someone young and attractive; I can't have you taking care of him!" My uncle laughed mischievously, rubbing his hands together and giving me a sly grin.
I thought to myself, no need to look for anyone else, this one will do! Big chest, curvy buttocks, my favorite type!
With a cheerful smile, Kathleen walked up to me and said, "Don't worry, Danny. After the young handsome guy experiences his first time, I'll give him a little 'red envelope'... Just remember to come find big sis for your gift later!"
As she spoke, she reached out and playfully flicked my nose. Her fingers were slender, and her jet-black nails were enticing. Then, she beckoned to me with a crooked finger, as if she could hook into my very heart. Honestly, I thought my uncle was quite meddlesome, but this Kathleen... she seemed quite appealing!
Suddenly, my uncle pulled me aside and whispered in my ear, "Jim, remember that prostitutes are heartless, and actors are unreliable. Whenever you're playing around, don't get emotionally involved. And when you do play around, make sure there are no emotions. Do you understand?"
I nodded, and my uncle turned around, leading the way with the tattooed guys into the venue. Kathleen led me inside, and I kept my head down, nervously rubbing my hands together as I followed closely behind her. My gaze was fixated on the big red flower pinned to her buttocks; I just couldn't seem to look away.
She walked with a swaying motion, her high heels giving her a distinctive charm. I wanted to tell Kathleen that she didn't need to find anyone else, that she was enough for me. I would even willingly let her take the lead, but I couldn't bring myself to say it.
We entered a dimly lit small private room with only a single bed. My heart slowly climbed up to my throat, and my palms started to sweat. There was an indescribable mix of excitement and a touch of complexity swirling within me.