Ephemeral Ecstasy

Chapter 3

A peculiar sensation was brewing within them, one that was difficult to quell and foreign to their senses. The trio exchanged glances, collectively letting out a sigh. The light of the home, overwhelmed by a wave of fear, promptly made her way to the kitchen, while the pillar of the home, the father, found solace on the sofa, his feelings a mix of dread and sorrow for his child. He was saddened by the thought of his child being prey to men who sought only pleasure in these times. He feared that this situation might lead to his child's demise. Despite the looming loss of his child's virginity, worry was the predominant emotion that engulfed them.

Upon seeing her father's worried expression, Cynah immediately approached him. His spirits were lifted by his eldest daughter's reassuring words, "Dad, She's like you. She's Strong".

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"1 bottle of wine, Please," came the enticing voice of Carmelita. The waiter promptly delivered what the young woman requested. As soon as the waiter handed it over, Carmelita began drinking. She was focused and had no plans of stopping. She was momentarily taken aback when someone sat beside her, abruptly taking the bottle from her, seemingly unconcerned about its owner, and swiftly drank the remaining half of the wine.

"Done," said the young man, returning the now-empty bottle. Carmelita was left speechless, swallowing her own saliva in surprise. She studied the gentleman, finding his face attractive and his demeanor charming.

"Are you new here?" the man asked, snapping Carmelita back to reality. "Hmmm."

"I'm Fred."

"I'm Addison, Nice to meet you."

Carmelita was unsure of what to say. If she revealed her real name, she was certain he would seek her out, especially since he was sober. She came up with that response. Carmelita was someone who always considered what would happen ahead -Always think ahead-.

"Why are you here?" the gentleman asked. Carmelita laughed, a laugh so enchanting it could make anyone fall in love. "Simply, Seeking for happiness".

"Let's create," Carmelita added enticingly. The man responded with a smile, "How much?"

"It's up to you," Carmelita answered, reaching out to caress the man's gentle face. The man seemed to enjoy this, responding with a smile. In return, he stroked Carmelita's hair, from her beautiful face down to her thigh. As they made their way to the basement of the bar, they exchanged kisses. They were not lovers, but their actions were more intimate than those of a married couple.

Upon entering the luxurious black car, the man asked, "Do you have a boyfriend?" Carmelita laughed and kissed the man. "NONE". The man was overjoyed and responded with a sweet kiss. "It's so uncomfortable here, Shall We go to a hotel?" Carmelita suggested, her fingers tracing the man's lips. The man smiled warmly and began to drive.

The main road was peaceful at that time, with few cars passing by, allowing Fred to drive quickly. Anyone who saw them would surely wonder, "Is there a night-racing happening now?"

Carmelita's face lit up with happiness as they entered the grand hotel. After getting a room, they immediately headed up. Their glances at each other were filled with smiles. As soon as they opened the door, they resumed their previous behavior. They kissed passionately as if there was no tomorrow. Carmelita slowly undressed the man, who simply smiled, indicating his enjoyment. Once his clothes were removed, his six-pack abs were revealed. Without hesitation, Carmelita pushed the man onto the luxurious hotel bed. The man laughed as he grabbed Carmelita's arms. "Don't worry, I'll be gentle".

It was 5:30 am when Carmelita woke up. She stood up, gathered her scattered clothes, let out a sigh, and headed to the hotel bathroom. She made no noise so as not to wake the sleeping man. Before she left the room, she went over to the man, whispered into his ear, "Thank you".

Carmelita didn't stay long at the hotel. Once outside, she sighed; the hotel was quite a distance from the bar, and she knew it would take her a while to find a ride. As she fully left the hotel, Carmelita felt a sense of sadness and annoyance, knowing she had a long walk ahead. Thankfully, she had taken a towel from the hotel, which was a big help in covering her face, especially since she was wearing a fitted dress for the first time. Carmelita was in a hurry, focused on her walk, occasionally looking back at the road, hoping a car would come.

"Oh, hello there, miss!" Carmelita pivoted, her gaze drawn towards the voice behind her. Three young men, their faces bearing the wild glint of mischief, greeted her. Carmelita found herself speechless as they burst into laughter. A part of her wanted to flee, but the sight of her high heels made her swallow hard. She abhorred conflict, but the actions of these three seemed intent on forcing her hand.

"How much?" asked the man in the middle, the same one who had spoken earlier. Carmelita was taken aback by his words. The ways of some men were indeed strange these days; beauty, body, sometimes money was all they sought. Well, some might do it for fun, or perhaps they were going through something. One couldn't blame them entirely, it was their choice after all. Carmelita steeled herself against the fear, knowing that she didn't know these men, and they didn't know her. So, what was there to fear?

"Is this punch what you're asking for?" she retorted defiantly, balling her hand into a fist. Just as the man in the middle was about to respond, he tasted the sting of a powerful punch, landing squarely on his nose. Carmelita's family was incredibly forward-thinking, in fact, due to a curse, they had trained Carmelita in self-defense from the age of 11. For Carmelita, this was just a piece of cake.

"It's FREE...BABY BOYS!" she declared triumphantly.