Tell the truth

"I got this out of the closet," you say, holding up the vibrator. "Harmony tried to grab it out of my hands, so I slapped him. If he wants first pick from the closet, maybe he shouldn't spend so much time fondling himself in the bath."

Snickers and chuckles erupt from the gathered femboys, and Harmony's face turns a dark shade of red, his wings buzzing angrily.

"You'll pay for that, human trash," he snarls before stalking off to his room and slamming the door.

Genie sighs. "Okay, nothing more to see here. Go get ready--the club opens in less than an hour." You start to head for your room, but Genie grabs you by the arm. "Hang on. You know the rules of the house--absolutely no fighting. I should report this to Lord Riverdell, but he has enough to worry about right now. Besides, I have a pretty good idea of what he'd say. As punishment for slapping Harmony, you'll have to work the VIP room tonight."