Chapter Four
Mr. Curtis
Mr. Curtis looked completely out of place in Lucky Flower, as if he had wandered in off the street into the wrong business. Unlike the regular clients, he wore an expensive suit, fancy leather shoes and nice cologne, and talked in what sounded like a Japanese dialect on his I-Phone. Even though he was older than Ju-Won, he had a boyish appearance of a surfer, with sandy-blonde hair, a pleasant face and a muscular frame. As soon as he entered the massage parlor, Mamasan shut off the TV and the girls surrounded him like he was royalty.
“Mr. Curtis! Come in! Come out of the rain!” Mamasan said, excited. “Welcome back to Lucky Flower! We haven’t seen you in so long. How is business? You make big deal today? You want to spend some of that hard-earned money?”
The man
