Walk to a side with holes in the wall.

You walk over to the other end of the room, and as you get closer, your suspicion gets confirmed: This is a wall of glory holes. A sign says "One hole - 200 coins", and a man in a black suit sits right next to it to collect the money. There are no further indications who is behind the holes, though.

You approach the man. "Fancy getting your cock sucked?", he asks, grinning widely. You shrug. "By whom?", you ask. The man's grin gets even more malicious. "By female guests who desperately need to earn money, of course! All your 'donations' will directly go to... charity." He chuckles. "These poor girls can really use it!"

You cast another glance at the holes. "How do I know who's in there?", you ask. "You don't", replies the man. "Way too much fluctuation on one evening. There's ladies here who try to make big bucks, and others just stay long enough to collect enough money for passing through the gate. Others have lost a bet, or what do I know? I'm not responsible for the management back there. Different entrance."

He smirks at you. "But I guarantee you - no ugly old crones in there. Those do not get invited."

You look at the holes and suddenly wonder, if Megan might be behind there. {if Love Megan >=50}The thought makes you very worried. You curse yourself for asking her here in the first place. It also dampens your mood to try the holes yourself. {elseif Dominance >=4}Somehow that thought is quite arousing on a certain level: Your wife feeling compelled or being **** to suck off strangers. And wouldn't it be nice if she'd suck you without knowing it? {else}You don't know exactly what to make of this thought.{endif}