Chapter 4

The beat was a throb of pure sexual energy. My blood coursed to it, my heart beat with it, and my bare foot tapped silently on the shiny black-and-red parquetry floor. It was impossible to stay still. I was getting so excited that in a few more minutes, I’d be playing with myself in sheer lust. I glanced up at Aza. “Do you dance?”

He nodded. “Of course.” Taking my hand again, he led me out onto the floor. Couples moved to make room for us. A few of the women looked at me with envy. Apparently Aza had not lied about his status. He was clearly a personage here, so anyone with him was touched by his glory.