1000 HOURS WITH YOU
Give me 1000 hours!

The sound of music played by DJs and disco lights greeted Irina as she entered the club. His feelings were alarmed, his whole life he had never come to a place like this. His head turned to the left and to the right, watching around. The dance floor area is filled with visitors who dance while curling their bodies. Many young women wear sexy clothes that are tempting om-om need caresses. Irina saw it was very uncomfortable, but it will soon be felt, considering soon she will be a part of the women.

The 25-year-old woman continued walking towards the bartender where Meyda was waiting for her.

“Mbak,” greet Irina when she sees Meyda kissing a young man near the bartender table. Actually Irina felt uncomfortable when she saw the live scene.

Meyda stopped her activity, flapping one of her hands, telling the young man to leave, then she stared at Irina from top to bottom, then go back upstairs again and stop right on Irina's face in a thin make-up polish, which makes the woman even more beautiful. Irina was also wearing sexy white clothes that were so fitting on her plump body.

“Lu sakep also yes if dandan kayak gini,” praise Meyda while taking a cigarette and then igniting the tip of the cigarette with a match. Meyda took a sip of her cigarette smoke and then took it out of her nose and mouth simultaneously.

“Thank you for the compliment, Ma'am. Now what should I do?” irina asked Meyda who was flirting with a bald om-om and a distended stomach.

“Sit down, and enjoy this cigarette. Act like a professional lon*te!” Meyda gave Irina a cigarette and a match.

“Sorry, Ma'am, I don't smoke,” reject Irina smooth.

“Udah! Do not bacot much if you want to get a lot of money. That, cigarettes already have jampe-jampe of Mbah Mang-kok!” Meyda forced Irina to slit.

Forcibly, Irina smokes, although at first she has to cough until her throat feels hot and sore.

“Keep how?” irina asked again after taking a sip of her cigarette tucked between her fingers.

“Wait for customers to come!” reply Meyda.

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“People you!” aslan tells Dimas who takes him to a nightclub.

“No need to ask a lot! Come, log in!” Dimas pulls Aslan's hand when the man reluctantly enters.

Arriving inside the nightclub, Dimas searches for the woman he knows. And finally met the man in front of the bartender's desk.

“Mey!” dimas exclaimed to Meyda who was chatting with a beautiful woman.

“Eh, there are Dimas!” joked Meyda then kissed Dimas' cheeks with affection. “Who is carrying it? Recognize dong ..” Meyda looked at Aslan with her perverted look, while biting her lower lip.

Dimas cleared his throat and whispered something into Meyda's ear.

“What?! Oh .. emji!!” Meyda looked at Aslan with a look of disbelief, then she turned to look at Irina.

Aslan rolled both eyes lazily, looking at the woman of the night, his gaze was blurred on the sexy woman wearing a white dress, sitting calm and smiling sweetly at her.

“Quiet, ayang .. my friend can help your friend's problem, yes ‘kan Rin?” Meyda looked at Irina while glaring and blinked her eyes repeatedly, giving the code for Irina to nod in agreement.

Understanding the code given to her, Irina finally agreed with Meyda's words even though she did not know what her friend meant.

“Good then! Can be directly started tonight ‘kan?” tanya Dimas looked at Meyda and Irina alternately.

Meyda nudged Irina's hand, in order to answer Dimas's question.

“I-iya!” irina answered nervously.

“Remember, Rin. Your first customer has a disorder, emh .. more precisely impotent, give all your energy so that the jar of his burrow wakes up from his hibernation. He'll pay whatever you want,” Meyda whispered near Irina's ear.

“Seriously? He'll pay whatever I want?” parrot Irina, looking at her friend.

“Iya, bring! But, the condition you have to succeed in making the buy back to normal! Understand ‘kan that you should sell?” obviously Meyda and is embraced by Irina.

Dimas and Aslan stared at the two women who were even engrossed in whispering.

“So! Cus ... bring this my friend ..” Meyda smiled faintly and pushed Irina's back to hit the chest of Aslan's field.

BRUK!

“Sorry,” great-grandson Irina lowered her head.

“HEEM!” Aslan replied flatly. “Follow me!” Aslan spoke as he stepped out of the club that night. Followed by Irina.

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Irina is currently in Aslan's car. The beautiful woman silently looked straight ahead.

“We are not acquainted. Call me, Aslan.” The man looked at Irina who looked tense.

“I, Irina.” Irina looked at Aslan then she immediately turned her eyes away, as both of the eagle's eyes were looking at her sharply.

“I want you to do it here!” aslan's assertiveness made Irina very surprised.

“Di-here? What if someone sees it?” Irina became panicked and nervous which mixed into one.

“Do not ask much!” Aslan lowered his zipper and brushed off his handsome booby-pumped great-grandfather.

“Gosh!” shrieking Irina as she looked at the limp drooping object, she closed her eyes with both hands.

Surprised, because it was the first time she saw ‘itu’ besides having her husband's.

“Quick!” Aslan was impatient.

Irina bit her lip, she didn't know what to do. But, when she remembered her husband who was very sick, she ventured, touching the object with tenderness and feeling. And next, Irina did the thing she had to do.

Aslan closed his eyes as he felt a touch from the woman that night. He felt that his property was hardened but did not last long. This is a miracle, because before his never reacted even though his ex-wife had tried hard, all this time he had also been on medication and therapy to any doctor but did not produce results. But with Irina, her great-granddad can stand limp, though not last long.

He would ask Irina to be his therapist.

“Enough!” Aslan told Irina to stop.

Irina straightened her body, rubbing the wet end of her lips while looking at the man who was justifying his pants.

“You already know my problem right?” asked Aslan when her pants were tidy.

Irina nodded in response to Aslan's question.

“I will pay you 1 billion if you manage to cure my illness,” Aslan stressed to the point.

Whahuh? 1 Billion? Irina was surprised when she heard the payment that Aslan would give. It's good luck for him, he doesn't have to bother serving a lot of striped men to earn money.

Without thinking much, Irina immediately agreed to Aslan's offer.

“Give me 1000 hours to heal you,” reply Irina.

“Deal!" Aslan and Irina shook hands.

“But, there are conditions that you must do. You have to stay at my house, because we have to interact and touch!”

“I don't care, the most important thing is to give me the DP first!" irina stared fixedly at Aslan.

"Basic duitan eyes!" aslan's Overestimation. "You won't get any money before work!"