to ask her about more worlds

"Are there more specialize worlds?" you ask.

The blonde smile. Her shining bright teeth almost mocking you. "What do you mean sir?" Her piercing eyes going right through you. "Tell me the definition of specialize worlds."

You broke eye contact not wanting to say what is on your mind. You bit your lower lip not wanting the wordage to fall out of your mouth. You breathes in some air gaining the courage to stare back at the host.

"I mean worlds that is center around fetishes." Sweat pouring down your face as you blush at the beautiful host.

She smile again. You never knew hosts could be cocky since the host fail rebellion. "Oh I know understand what you meant now. We do have a numbers of worlds that caters to perverts like you. So what is your fetish?"

"Loads come to mind. But I rather hear what Westworld Parks have to offer." you said.