"I think I can do it too!"
Father Tony was infected by Tom's words.
After accidentally stumbling into that underground bar for men only, they had completely given up on the Red Light District.
But by contrast,
the vast city of New York offered them so few choices.
It was either call for a door-to-door service or take the initiative.
The former was too expensive...
As for the latter, that was happening right now.
Father Tony and Tom exchanged glances, both sporting the same mysterious smile.
"I think we're wearing too many clothes."
"That's why I've already started taking mine off."
"You know, it's damn exciting."
As the words fell,
Father Tony and Tom each started looking for their targets.
This was a reckless party.
People clapped for love and sang praises for freedom.
If mutual attraction was there, then everything was okay.
