6. Touch Me Again, Uncle!

"Uncle ... please stop!" said Vanya when her swollen and numb lips broke free from the foreign man's grip.

Richie looked into Vanya's brown eyes with confusion. "Why? Didn't Mr. Bram tell you that I wanted a one night stand with you tonight?" asked Richie politely.

"Umm ... Mr. Bram who? I don't know Mr. Bram, Uncle," replied Vanya, even more confused than the foreign man.

"The manager of Dark City, Miss. He said you were the new sexy dancer at the club," replied Richie truthfully, according to the club manager's information.

Richie's eyes were so tempted by the pair of round breasts that were almost spilling out of the silver crop top. He landed his lips on the right mound and sucked on it, leaving a very clear mark of ownership in dark red there.

Meanwhile, Vanya sighed with a strange pleasure because of the behavior of the foreign uncle who liked to grope her. 'Touch me again, Uncle!' thought Vanya immorally.

"Aahh, you're enjoying it too," said Richie, looking at Vanya's expression with a giggle. He then asked, "How old are you, Sweetheart?"

"I'm 21 years old, Uncle," replied Vanya shyly.

Richie raised his eyebrows in surprise. The reason was that there was an 18-year age difference between them. Suddenly he felt old, but he said, "Babygirl, don't call me 'Uncle', okay? I'm still young and can satisfy you many times, okay?" Richie winked flirtatiously at Vanya, who giggled at the foreign man's dirty talk.

"What's your name then?" Vanya asked, plucking up her courage.

Richie didn't want to move from her smooth, beautiful body. He caressed Vanya's body as he replied, "Just call me Richie. Who are you?"

"I'm Vanya. Nice to meet you, Richie. But, unfortunately I have to go home now. My friends are probably waiting for me downstairs. I don't work as a sexy dancer at this club; I had bad luck in a game of truth or dare and had to be a snake goddess on stage earlier. Hahaha," said Vanya with a hearty laugh.

Richie laughed too when he heard Vanya's story. That girl has a good sense of humor, thought Richie.

He rolled over to Vanya's side and sat up. Then he looked at Vanya, who also immediately sat down on the edge of the bed next to him. "Forgive me for being so forward earlier, Vanya?" He took his cell phone out of his jacket pocket and handed it to Vanya, saying, "Enter your number into my phone. I think we should go on a date sometime."

Vanya typed her phone number into Richie's contact list. Then she handed the phone back to him.

"Um... aren't you interested in a one night stand with me? It's such a beautiful night, it would be a shame to spend it alone, Babygirl," Richie asked, trying to seduce Vanya, then gently kissed the crook of her neck.

"WHAT?!" Vanya shouted, startling Richie so much that he jerked away from her.

Richie looked at Vanya's face with confusion and suspicion. "What's wrong?" he asked.

"Um... I think my friends are looking for me, Richie. My phone is vibrating in my bag," replied Vanya, then checked her small handbag.

"20 missed calls." The notification on Vanya's phone screen read.

Richie peeked at the message from beside Vanya and pouted in disappointment that his one night stand with the girl he desired had failed completely.

"Okay, maybe next time, Babygirl," Richie said, then got up from the bed. He walked towards the door of his private room and inserted the key into the keyhole.

Vanya followed behind him. She was getting ready to leave the luxurious room. Actually, she was still curious about what it would be like to make love to that handsome and muscular man. However, it would be even more terrible if the man ran away after seeing the 'little trunk' at the bottom of her body. The only original part that had not been modified. 'Hiks!' Vanya cried silently.

While Vanya was lost in her own thoughts, Richie turned her body around, pulled her slender frame into his embrace, and devoured her lips again with the ferocity of a lover who didn't want to let his girl go.

"Aahh, Uncle is making me emotional!" Vanya moaned while enjoying Richie's fierce kisses.

Richie's hands squeezed Vanya's round, plump buttocks. Everything about Vanya's body aroused him and made him wild. He felt like he wanted to immediately thrust his erect penis into Vanya's body.

His kisses trailed down Vanya's neck and then to the pair of medium-sized melons on her chest.

"Aaahh!" Vanya moaned, aroused by Richie's actions. She forgot that she had wanted to go home.

"Stay here, Babygirl..." Richie pleaded, looking at Vanya with his beautiful blue eyes filled with passion.

"I'm sorry, I have to go home, honey," Vanya replied, then rushed to open the door and ran downstairs.

Richie groaned loudly in disappointment at his girlfriend running away. He ruffled his neatly combed hair. He wanted Vanya so badly. This was the first time he felt different when dealing with a woman. Was Vanya afraid because of their 18-year age difference? Richie thought as he paced back and forth in his room.

He thought about offering Vanya a job as a sexy dancer at his nightclub. A lot of money would definitely attract a young girl. 'Most girls Vanya's age are still in college, right? Hmm... I have to try it,' Richie thought confidently.

Vanya ran towards the sofa table where her friends were gathered. She was almost out of breath from running so fast in her calf-high leather boots.

"Hey... where have you been, Van?!" Lusy exclaimed with a mixture of annoyance and relief. She had thought Vanya had been kidnapped by a female predator when she went to the toilet.

"It's a long story, I'll tell you tomorrow. Let's go home now!" Vanya shouted, drowning out the DJ's music, which was getting louder and louder as the night went on.

Many of the nightclub's patrons were starting to get drunk, some very drunk. Some were dancing on the dance floor, some were sitting on the sofa or in front of the bar.

"Okay, Girls, let's go since Vanya is back and she's fine," said Cindy, getting up from the sofa.

The six of them left the Dark City nightclub, watched by a pair of blue eyes from the corner of the room.

Vanya's white Honda Jazz contained herself, Cindy, and Rachel. Meanwhile, Lusy's black Honda City contained Ellen and Chacha. They split up in the outdoor parking lot in front of the nightclub.

It was past midnight, and the streets of Jakarta were starting to quiet down. There weren't many vehicles still roaming the streets. Vanya had to take Cindy and Rachel home first. They were both college students, so they had to wake up early for class in a few hours.

In the Not Vanilla gang, only Ellen and Vanya did not continue their studies after graduating from high school; the others were in their sixth semester of college. Ellen had not performed well in high school and was already familiar with the world of prostitution, so it was difficult for her to concentrate on school again.