Keep the girls occupied.

"I've gotta keep them distracted, Kenji." You tell him, making him stop. "If they get the guards alerted, they'll be going door-to-door. They might even find Scarlet before we do. That's a risk that we could easily bypass."

Kenji shakes his head. "If we're quick, they have a single second to mobilize in the streets! Keep your head in the game."

"I am!" you snap at him. "I'll be out in just a few moments. I'll find my own way into the building, and I'll break Amari out."

Flora steps in to say something, but Kenji grabs her by the wrist. Flora doesn't resist, but she gives you an evil eye. Kenji pulls her towards him and pokes a finger at you. "We're not waiting for you. Hurry. Up."

...

...

Upon entering the building, you are hit with a pungent smell of perfume and sex. You inhaled deeper, gathering another whiff of the interior. There was also the lingering scent of regret. A man comes up and offers to take your coat, but you kindly decline the offer.

There are a few other girls inside, too, all differing in body types and rocking different hairstyles. Brunettes, blondes, and gingers are all doing something or another to the other patrons of the bar/brothel. You stumble around aimlessly, looking for the two that invited you. The sooner you got to the point of “distracting them,” the sooner you could loop back to Kenji and Flora.

You spot Thora first, who is downing a couple of drinks to get a buzz. Her green train to yours, and she smiles. “Sally is securing a room for us, but how about you show me a little preview?” A coat no longer covers her, and the pants she was wearing were also missing. You figure she and Sally must've caught you while they were either returning from back or just starting work. All that she is wearing now are a set of dark green lingerie and stockings.

You put your hands on your hips. “What do you have in mind, cutie?”

She giggles. “You flatterer!”

“I was thinking of kissing for a few minutes, just to test the grounds with each other,” she stepped closer to you and continued. “I’ve been told that Salesmen are bad kissers, but someone as handsome and ‘experienced’?? I have my doubts.” Her voice is a low whisper.

“Are you going to get a drink first?”

Her mouth becomes lopsided. “You should be getting ME a drink, sir.”

You crane your neck. “Trust me, after tonight; you’ll be thinking about me every time someone is pokin’ ya.”

That last part wasn’t well-received. She swallows the rest of her drink and slams the glass down. “Careful. You haven’t exactly won me over yet. Get your own drink.”

Your back stiffens, and you dull your smirk. You knock on the counter and order Old Forester bourbon and drink what is provided. You drag your attention back to Thora roll your wrist at her, gesturing her to get closer. She still seems a little burned on your last comment but softens when she watches you pay the bartender. When she steps closer to you, her eyes flutter, and her glossy lips pucker. Maybe it's the Old Forester bourbon, but she looks much more enticing in this lighting. She presses her body against yours and blows cool air over your face before she smirks. You lean in, but she sticks a finger out and gently rejects your kiss.

She sticks her tongue out and lathers her lower lip with spit. "Tell me I'm pretty first."

"Pretty?" You say. "I wouldn't insult you like that."

Thora smirks again, but this time it's fought by a sexy bite. She looks at you expectantly.

"You're absolutely gorgeous," you grab her hips and pull her in. "Don't let Sally know, but I'm gonna show you extra attention tonight."

"Ooh~" Thora's face is accompanied by the interior lighting and natural blush. "How about that preview we were talking about then?"

Without saying anything else, you lean in and kiss her. This time, your lips connect, and there is a hint of resistance. She practically melts in your hands. The same tongue that moistened her lower lip drags along yours; it tangles and wraps, whips back and forth, and locks. It isn't long before you're rocking a slight chubby in your pants. Your hands explore her sides and tease, pulling down on the string of her panties and snap them along her waist. A half-minute passes - your faces are hot, and your emotions are exploding. Her hand passes over your crotch area and presses down on it, making you rock hard without even really touching you.

"You're fucking gigantic~" she moans between your kiss. "You're not some kind of horse-hybrid, are you?"

There's a shared giggle. "I'm not that big." You tell her.

Thora continues to play with you through the fabric of your trousers. "Mm-hm?"

She unbuttons your coat and tugs on the zipper. "Sally is taking forever. I'm tempted to find the first empty room and keep you for myself now."

"Oh yeah?" You grab her ass and squeeze it, making her gasp slightly. "That sounds pretty fun. Having you to myself..."