The girl turns her head this way for a moment. Her eyes are heavy and lazy, she looks wasted and completely out of her skull, and his grinding and pushing against her only brings attention to the fact that his hidden hand is doing something obscene under there. Her mouth parts, and her head flops back as he moves in to bite at her neck, and I turn away in repulsion. Something is off. Even though they are concealed in shadow, under an overhanging roof of another VIP lounge above us, it’s a ...