For the third time this evening, I leave my office and take a walk around The Sinful Night Club. I hit up every room as well as The Deck. The only place I don’t go is The Social Room because Thalia’s in there working the hostess podium. While I’d once told her I liked her working the condiment tray because she was almost naked and it was a treat for my eyes, I didn’t like how it was a treat for others.

It’s weird. I didn’t mind fucking her last night in The Silo and people watching us, but when she’s out there working, she’s too stunning by half and...