"Oh? Zoe is here?"
"How did you all get here?"
Following their voices, three women walked toward another girl. Clearly, they knew each other. And just now... someone called her Zoe!
My mind went blank for a moment. Could it be that the attractive girl I was about to meet was part of their group, Zoe?
Judging by their conversation, it seemed highly likely! I had seen and experienced everything except Zoe. I had come so close to booking a room with her...
As the saying goes, "Three women make a play." Now with four women together, chattering and laughing, the scene was lively. I couldn't figure out what had them so excited about meeting at the hotel, and they kept glancing back at me. I noticed Zoe's expression had changed...
Actually, I felt quite embarrassed. After all, I had almost hooked up just a while ago. This subtle situation was something to be understood but not spoken about. However, I had a big question in my mind. Did Shirley and the others enjoy 3P activities like this?
Wait a minute! Could they have violent or SM tendencies?
Looking at them and then at myself, I was outnumbered, a lone and inexperienced guy. I didn't know if I could handle it. Plus, I was still a virgin. Facing this kind of situation right from the start, feeling nervous was an understatement...
"Hurry up, can't believe you can join us. Consider yourself lucky!" Shirley waved me over, and I couldn't help but shiver!
I wasn't sure what the four of them discussed, but they huddled together. Even the earlier Zoe joined in. Only petite and innocent little Carol hadn't come. It seemed she wasn't suited for today's game...
Zoe gave me a meaningful look, her face slightly reddened. Standing among them with an incredibly anxious heart, I felt like I was in a sea of flowers. Even the air was filled with their fragrance...
"Wait for me!" Shirley ran to the bar counter and got a room key. I saw her buy two boxes of something and quickly put them in her pocket. Then I looked at the transparent glass cabinet behind the bar counter, filled with cigarettes and condoms...
With a mix of excitement and complexity, I entered the room. Honestly, it was my first time in a hotel. There was not only a TV but also air conditioning. The decor was luxurious. But the four women acted like they were familiar with this place, taking off their shoes right after entering.
"My goodness, it feels like a dream!" I wiped the sweat from my palms, suddenly feeling nervous. Before me were four beautiful girls, and I felt like I had become the protagonist of an Sex film!
Right after that, the four girls started skillfully moving the beds. As two beds were placed together, they instantly formed an extra-large bed. My heart felt like it was stuck in my throat as I watched them all get onto the bed. I was almost suffocating!
"Jim, what are you standing there for? Come over here quickly!" Shirley waved at me, patting the bedsheet. I gritted my teeth and stomped my foot, and I went over.
I swear I've never done anything this crazy in my life. Under those super short skirts, I'd even be daring enough to become a ghost!
Shirley took out two boxes from her pocket and skillfully tore open the plastic packaging. As soon as I saw it, my whole body turned weak...
I couldn't have dreamed that the two boxes Shirley brought out would actually contain playing cards!
Watching Shirley deftly unwrap the playing cards was like tearing apart my heart. My heart shattered completely, and it felt like I had been stabbed a hundred times in the chest...
I originally thought they had called me over for something of a certain nature. It made me excited for no reason, and in my mind, I couldn't have imagined that these four girls would stay up all night and come to the hotel to play cards!
But it was too late now; whatever I said wouldn't change the situation...
Each of them had a cigarette in their hands, laughing and excited, completely unlike their usual demure selves.
My mind went blank, and for some reason, I felt a bit relieved. I just felt like I had lost my soul.
The stark contrast in my emotions left me with no energy. It was like frost-bitten eggplant. If I had known Shirley was bringing me here to play cards, Just now, I would definitely have gone to book a room for a date with Zoe first.
Seeing Zoe now, I regretted deeply. She was so beautiful and sexy. If only I had been more resolute, bolder... I would have booked a room for something else by now!
As she noticed me looking at her, Zoe glanced over, as if saying that my hesitation was my own fault. But since we were acquainted, I could only look for another opportunity in the future. I wondered if there was still a chance to arrange something...
With so many people gathered here, I thought they might be playing card games like "Poker" or "Blackjack." I never expected it would be "Draw the Turtle." And the one who ends up as the turtle has to stick a piece of tissue paper on their face.
Back in my hometown, losing at cards meant taking off your clothes. Otherwise, who would want to play cards with girls? But in this current situation, with a group of girls smoking and making noise, I could only play along.
Fortunately, the four girls in front of me were all beauties. I could casually glance at beautiful legs... It was quite enjoyable.
We leisurely played "Draw the Turtle." But soon, they were all surprised by one thing: I never seemed to draw the turtle. Even after they stuck pieces of paper on their faces, mine remained clean.
It wasn't luck; it was a slight technique. They couldn't decipher it, but cheating at "Draw the Turtle" wasn't easy.
If it were another card game, I could swap out my cards or steal them, but "Draw the Turtle" was different. When you draw a card, you're left with one less. And I couldn't hide the turtle card, or else I'd end up as the turtle myself.
But I improvised a bit. As we drew closer to the end, with fewer cards in hand, I could identify the turtle card. I quietly swapped in an identical card, hiding the non-turtle cards.
In other words, by the end, I had two turtle cards in my hand. No matter how others drew, when it was my turn, I could accurately pick a non-turtle card, as I had marked the turtle cards with my fingernail. They couldn't see it, but I could.
"Why is your luck so good that you never draw the turtle?" Shirley was the first to ask, her face covered in paper, looking particularly amusing. I took a deep drag of my cigarette and didn't say anything.
"Yeah, his luck is too good. Could he be cheating?" Sonia stared at me suspiciously, as if trying to uncover something from me. But I knew she wouldn't understand.
This wasn't a skill honed in a day or two. Learning these techniques from a young age wasn't easy; my uncle could be pretty strict, and if these methods were easily spotted, they'd become useless.
"Oh, come on. I don't know what's going on either." I casually brushed it off, thinking thankfully that we were playing with stickers. If it had involved stripping for losing, these four would have been naked long ago!