— LOUNGE.

@YAJIMA MAIMI Not even realizing that someone was not that far from him; someone that he had knew all too well, Jaejoong found himself looking around at first – wondering who this voice was directed towards. It wasn’t until he realized just who that voice belonged to, was when he finally looked up in shock and gazed over at the woman he had known for quite awhile. It would be a lie to say that he wasn’t surprised to see her here, because he was. He was beyond confused and slightly flustered that she would be the one touring him. How awkward would this be? Not just awkward, but how weird would it be for the both of them? He didn’t want her of all people to see him like this, but then again, it looked as if she didn’t want him or anyone else to know that she worked here either. So, they both had their own demons to hide and he would for sure, keep it that way.

Sending her a brief smile as he stood up, he decided to play it off coolly like he was known for doing. Opening his arms and making his way towards where she stood, he engulfed her in a warm and tight hug, feeling a bit relieved that he did know someone here. Someone with a good heart, that is. If it was anyone else in his life, he would be a bit terrified at what they would do or even say to his parents. They would probably hold it over his head as well. “You look amazing,” he trailed off as he slowly pulled away and placed down the glass in his hold in case he dropped it. Revealing clothes or not, Maimi had always had a body on her. She was curvy, plumped and delicious in all of the right places and there were times where he felt his eyes lingering lower than what they should have done - in the past. Just like now, despite the outfit she was wearing, he couldn’t help but drop his gaze low every once in awhile to take in her full appearance. “You… really do look amazing.” He repeated himself, not even realizing it at first as he his lower lip.

“So, before I lose focus, what about that tour, Maimi? Are you still up for it?” Jaejoong quickly brought up, in case she would catch notice of his eyes that weren’t playing nice. He couldn’t help himself, and of course, she was to blame with how perfectly that red dressed hugged her hips. He could only imagine her other clients and how difficult it must have been for them as well.

@KIM JAEJOONG The young woman was clad in a sleeveless red dress that hugged her figure, also revealing her slender legs. Light make up dusted around her face as for her lips coated in red lipstick. Her dark brown locks flowed past her shoulders as for a few strands were swept in front of her neck. Maimi's heels clack from the dressing room, and further down the hallway. She worked another full shift for the week, but this time, she was directed to give a tour to fellow customer that called. She accepted the offer, of course, but she preferred to lie in the comfort of a bed, and left her words do the trick. She continues to walk, then eyeing a few women that giggles past her. Rolling her eyes, the employee crosses her arms before entering the lounge.

Maimi was introduced into a new setting of light, brushing past the first set of couches. Her eyes wander along the floor before coming across a man sitting along a lounge chair, sipping on a glass of wine. As she went closer, her lips parted to greet the stranger but they purses tightly once she recognized the stature. For a brief second, she wondered of what her feelings should be. A sense of pride that a close friend stumbled upon where she worked? Or embarrassment, knowing that fact that the person she's close with found out if her self pleasuring job?

Her bottom lip was tucked in between her teeth, inhaling deeply on what to say. "Well if I knew that you were the person I'd be touring, I should of worn something a bit more revealing." A light chuckle wisp past her lips, her hands now clasping behind her back - though embarrassment now rocked at her stomach.

@YAJIMA MAIMI Why was he here again? Why did he want a tour around this area if he would never get a chance to see it again? It didn’t make sense to him, but here he sat in the lounge, sipping the wine they gave to him while waiting for his tour to guide him. It was bizarre, and he knew that he didn’t want anyone else knowing that he was here. It wouldn’t look too good for him. With his fingertips tapping against the leather seat, his eyes would occasionally run along the plump asses that had strut their way pass him, the women giggling and gushing about the “handsome stranger” and running off to god knows where when they caught sight of him gawking with no shame. All he knew was that he wished he could go along with them, and show them a good time. With a sly smirk slipping along his lips at the thought, he got a bit more comfortable and crossed his legs, closing his eyes a bit as he slowly tilted his glass back and forth.