Asian Dolls.

The ad for Asian Dolls does not have a website but only a phone number so you cannot check out the girls ahead of time and see who is available. You decide to risk it and give them a call.

"Asian Dolls," an older man with a thick Chinese accent answers. "We have many girls tonight! Chinese! Japanese! Korean! Vietnamese! What do you like?"

"I have no preference," you mutter, not really caring about the ethnicity of the Asian girl you are going to fuck.

"You are not picky, my friend," the older man says. "We have many girls on duty tonight. I give you address and you buzz, okay? You can decide when you come over, okay?"

"Sure," you answer, wondering if this is a good idea or not. You scribble down the address and the buzzer number. On the way to the address, which is in a nicer area of town with lots of high rise condos, you stop at an ATM to withdraw $150. You park a couple blocks away from the condo building and walk up the front door. You nervously nod at a couple exiting as you punch in the buzzer code, hoping they don't suspect why you're at their building.

"Hello?" the old Asian man answers.

"Hi, it's Craig," you reply, staring into the security camera.

"Eight. Eight. Eight," he says, buzzing you in.

You walk into the lobby and smile casually at the concierge, not wanting to arouse any suspicion of your ulterior motives. You anxiously wait for the elevator and hastily enter, punching the button for the eighth floor.

You walk around the corner and knock on the suite at the end of the hallway. You look around nervously, hoping a neighbor doesn't peek out, and you are saved when an old Asian man opens, greeting you with a big smile.

"Hello, my friend, please come in. I am Tom," he says with a slight bow and waves you inside. He guides you to the living room and signals for you to sit on the leather couch. "You want drink? Tea? Water?"

You shake your head. You casually look around the sparsely furnished condo apartment. The big screen TV has karaoke music video playing.

"Okay. Okay. I bring girls out for you to see, okay?" he suggests and shuffles off to one of the bedrooms. You hear him speak in a foreign language and some girls respond. Soon several petite and pretty Asian girls in short skirts and high heels make their way to the living room. They smile at the sight of you and bow. "Introduce yourselves," Tom orders them.

"Hello, my name is Candy," introduces a slim and tall Chinese girl with small boobs.

"Hi, I am Kitty," says a shy Chinese girl, who has trouble making eye contact with you.

"Hello, I am Sammi," a cute Japanese girl says with a bright smile.

"I am Bebe," a petite, fair-skin Vietnamese girl with small breasts says.

"Hello, I am Kimmi," introduces a curvy Korean girl with big tits.

"They are all very nice, yes? Who do you like?" the old Asian man grins.