Hector could feel it—a restlessness, an agitation that made it impossible to focus on his work. It was like that girl, Bianca, had
cast a spell on him. Her image danced through his mind, impossible to shake off.
He felt like a teenager, hormones raging at the mere thought of her. It was driving him mad.
Enough was enough!
Frowning deeply, Hector stopped in his tracks. It must''ve been the dry spell talking, theck of a woman''s touch that had him
entertaining such taboo thoughts about someone so young.
No, this couldn''t go on. He needed to cool off, to get his mind out of the gutter.
With that resolution, Hector somehow got through the day. When the clock signaled the end of his shift, he bolted out of the
office.
Instead of heading home, he drove straight to a bar. Under the hazy night sky, neon lights cast an irritating glow on Hector''s face,
deepening his frown. He was never one for strong physical needs. What the hell was happening today?
After a moment of deep thought, he found his answer. Damn it, it must''ve been Magnus" bad influence!
Determined not to let these disturbing thoughts affect his life, Hector pulled up to the bar. He walked in, the music was sting,
and the dance floor was alive with gyrating bodies. With a scowl, he made his way to the quieter end of the bar and signaled the
bartender.
The bartender, a savvy man, could tell Hector was loaded, and hurried over with a servile smile. "What can | get for you, sir?"
Hector took a sip of his drink, his irritation clear. "Get me a private room. And send over a couple ofdies."
"Right away, sir. I''ll have someone show you to the VIP room," the bartender said, his eyes gleaming at the prospect of good
business.
A waitress led Hector to the VIP room, and he didn''t have to wait long before two heavily made-up women sauntered in.
Expecting an old bald man, they were thrilled to see Hector instead, and they giggled as they approached him. "Hey, handsome.
Have you been waiting a long time? Aren''t you a sight for sore eyes?"
"Yeah, how do you want to y tonight? We''ll make sure you''re well taken care of," the other cooed, her eyes sparkling with
promise.
Hector felt repulsed by their flirtations. He nced at them and said coldly, "Strip."
"Alright, don''t be so impatient." The girl joked while throwing flirtatious nces at Hector, her teasing obvious.
The other not wanting to be outdone, quickly undressed while uttering moans that could make one blush and buckle. She undid
Hector''s trousers, "Well, the best is yet toe."
Hector sat unfazed on the vast couch, observing the two princesses who were soon stark naked, their voluptuous breasts jiggling
as they moved their hips towards him.
Hmm, their skin tone was not as smooth as Bianca''s, their breasts muchrger and somewhat saggy. Their waists, even more,
were loose, devoid of any aesthetic appeal. After judging them mentally, Hector stretched out leisurely, ready to let loose the
desire he had been harboring all day.
As seasoned professionals, the two girls left no stone unturned, especially as Hector was an irresistible and devilishly handsome
man. Despite their best attempts at teasing and provoking, Hector found no response arising from his manhood.
The women were upset. They wouldn''t let such a good catch slip away. One of them squatted in front of Hector intending to
grasp him and employ her best tactic.
"Scram!" Hector yelled.
"Ah, hottie, I''m just trying to get it going for you. It''ll be very pleasurable. Don''t you want to try?" One girl tried to tease.
"Maybe | should take over. It''ll be much morefortable.” The other bent down, her tits jiggling as she moved closer to Hector''s
waist.
"Get out! All of you, bloody scram!" Hector yelled, his irritation evident as he kicked over the table.
The two girls were startled. While opportunities to serve such a handsome man weren''tmon, their lives were more
important. They quickly dressed and slipped out the door.
As the room''s door remained partially open, theints of the girls echoed in. "Damn it. Thought we hit the jackpot today.
Turns out he''s impotent!"
"Exactly, how dares hee here? What a disgrace! Did you see him? He can''t even get it up. It''s hrious!"
Hector was incensed, insulted by their remarks, and baffled by his ownck of response. Could it be that he was... impotent?
He remembered the incident earlier that day, how he had felt when he pulled Bianca from the water. There was definitely a
reaction then.
After drowning his sorrows in a few
more drinks, Hector left the bar and
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quigt grant for iRe light in the living
room. Bianca was curled up on the
couch, asleep, surrounded by a feast
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However, she waited and waited, her eyes almost worn out, but Hector never returned. Unknowingly, she had dozed off on the
sofa and was still asleep by the time Hector finally came home.
He looked at her peaceful face and felt a sudden warmth. The memories of the day returned, and a familiar heat surged through
him. Tonight, it seemed, his desires had found their true north.
Hector''s throat felt like a desert, parched and aching. He swallowed with difficulty, a sudden impulse propelling him towards the
stairs.
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Just as he took two steps up the staircase, he halted abruptly. With a shake of his head, he turned back, retracing his steps to
the sofa.
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