Next to Donnie's couch, there was a small coffee table, on which various tools were placed... hmm, for interacting with female dancers, and there was also a small stage in front of Donnie's couch.
Moreover, there was a separate bedroom here.
John had truly turned this place into a world of its own!
As the lights dimmed, all spotlights converged onto the centre of the main stage, where a bathtub slowly rose up, surrounded by swirls of smoke, a female dancer in a suit appeared on the stage, but most attractive of all was Mansfield, slowly revealing herself from the bathtub like a Venus...
...many, many words are omitted here...
"Indeed, primal impulses are always the most likely to drive people crazy!"
Donnie walked out of the nightclub, the chill of the late-night breeze made him feel a bit cold... or it might have been due to the sweat on his body.
As Donnie was preparing to get into a car to leave, a deep voice came from behind him.
"Mr. Block!"