C652 The Feeling of a Tongue Kiss(1)

Hsiang Tai was lost in a daydream, imagining himself in Las Vegas, tossing around dark green dollars as women with sultry figures danced around him. With a '82 Lafite in his left hand, a Cuban cigar in his right, and draped in an Armani coat, he reveled in the unchecked decadence of capitalist luxury. Even Lilith was there, perched on his lap, seductively looping her arms around his neck