"C'mon Josh. Don't be a party-pooper. There are waves after waves of fun things to do at the moment, but burying your face on whatever game you're playing with your phone is not on the list. At least, not for now. You need to have real fun." Chided Mike.
"Real fun?" Josh held his phone with his right hand and slowly used the middle finger of his left hand to stroke his forehead. Anyone that knows Josh long enough can tell that he is very uncomfortable to be in that place.
Josh has never been to a wild place like this. The music is so loud, he could barely speak intelligible words to anyone around him without raising his voice. The intense smell of alcohol in the club is getting on his nerves and he can also see some folks sniffing some substance which he naively assumed to be cocaine.
That's not all.
He feels suffocated where he's sitting. The unpleasant smell from whatever is being smoked in that club is messing with his head.
As if his ears and nose have not had enough discomfort for the day, what comes to sight every freaking time he raises his eyes are utterly disgusting by his own standards. Josh have always had his perception about the x-rated theatrical shithousery that plays out in places like this, but whatever he imagined is no match to the real thing playing out in his face. The real thing is beyond the stretch of his imagination.
Josh was feeling gutted with himself for allowing Mike and Chris to drag him into this hellish place. He was thinking of a good excuse he can use to walk out of this Sodom's Playground, but a tap on his shoulder pulled him back to reality.
The tap was from Chris who have been playing around with a bunch of strippers since they entered Sodom's Playground, the Club. Chris joined Josh and Mike on the table and immediately took a pint of beer without a pause.
"It's time to go, right?" Josh asked no one in particular.
"C'mon, Josh. The party is just getting started. Besides, you've been sitting in this chair since 2 hours ago. I noticed you were getting bored, but not any longer because I'm here with a goodnews. Tell me you want to hear about it." Chris winked, gulping down another pint of beer.
He paused and looked at Josh to know if he has Josh's attention. Josh looked at Mike and then Chris. The look on Josh's face shows that he's fairly interested in hearing what this "goodnews" is all about. What choice does he have? Knowing Chris, he will still spill the beans regardless of what he says.
"You see those cheeks over there?" Chris said, tapping the table as he continued. Josh turned to look, but got a kick from Chris under the table.
"C'mon, don't stare! you don't want to announce to the world that you are an amateur". Mike yelled at Josh. "Just take a glance and look away", Mike advised.
As naive as Josh was about this kinda lifestyle, the trajectory of what this "goodnews" is all about appears to be crystal clear to him. He can already make head and tail of what Chris was about to say next.
Having full knowledge of what was coming next, this was the perfect time for Josh to make himself clear and tell his friends that enough is enough. There is no better time for him to make it clear that coming here was a mistake. There is something about the way he was nurtured by his parents.
Josh was raised in a normal old fashioned home by his Dad and Mum. They want the best for him and they have what it takes to give him the best. He was never allowed to make his own decisions. Everything he has been doing were based on a manual crafted by his parents. He never knew what it's like to face the dark reality of this world.
To crown it all, Josh knows nothing about being disagreeable. He is just like a kid living inside the body of a 23 years old; A gullible young lad, filled with a mixture of timidity, innocence, and naivety... in equal proportion.
Chris and Mike know these about Josh and their grand aim of bringing Josh to Sodom's Paradise is to make him see what it's like to be laid by a lady. They want the 'virgin boy' to get sullied and they will stop at nothing to see this happening.
"So, what do you think of those chicks?" Chris asked.
"The chick by the right is Lizzy. She is the Amen to the prayer of every virgin dude like yourself. Her tender lips and palms will place you on a ride to Paradise once she gets to have her way with you. She is the patient type that likes to take it slowly... One step at a time. I guarantee that after having a moment with her, your inner desires will be laid bare, consistently asking for more. In fact..."
Josh slid his phone inside his Jean trouser and brushed his palms on his laps. Heads in hands, he looked up and saw that Chris was still dropping punchlines about the splendorousness and glamorousness of Lizzy.
"I think you've said enough about her", blurted Josh.
"Relax", Mike took over, "I don't think you want to know about the blonde chick beside Lizzy."
"Her name is Bianca and she's a wild chick. She will walk all over you like a lioness trying to devour a kill. I suggest you get started with Lizzy and take your mind off Bianca. She is for..."
"Stop! Just stop!
Both of you have to stop this!" Josh demanded.
He appears to have had enough of this. Standing up from the round table, he fixed his eyes on Mike and Chris.
"Meet me outside", he said, as he walked out of the club.
Chris and Mike looked at each other with a grim face towards Josh. "Why is he suddenly putting on the garment of disagreeableness?", they thought. They stood up immediately and followed Josh outside. The look on Josh's face was no longer that of a normal lad. He looked like someone that knows exactly what he wants.
"You know what?" Josh continued...
"All my life, I've been told what to do and what not to do. No one ever asks what I really want to do. It's always;"
"And now? What do you want me to do? Do you really want me to get laid and get sullied? Wow! Just, wow! It must have been fun to toy with a 'virgin boy', but I'm not having any of that. Try your fucking luck with another virgin boy!" He spat.
Josh was still fuming as he angrily kicked the waste bin placed by the corner, before walking out on Chris and Mike.
Chris and Mike looked at each other in awkward silence before Mike finally broke the silence;
"I think the bloke inhaled too much smoke inside the club for his own good."
Light Fades
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