Who? “Can he go again?” Fen asked, sounding doubtful. He felt a strange mix of fear and exhilaration as he slowly again became aware of what was happening. ***
Jim was on a work trip in Shanghai looking out his hotel room window. Yuming told their manager there was an emergency and they both raced out, not waiting for a reply, and not able to hide their excitement. Eventually it happened. He had to go, hide, get away. It was becoming unbearable. They had nothing else on, and all five pressed their nude bodies against him, their hands and lips everywhere, untying his tie, unbuttoning his shirt, unbuckling his belt. It had been torture, waiting for him, thinking constantly of him, so aroused and so worried he wouldn’t return, or wouldn’t want her. He couldn’t remember. Each woman’s name is also a link to an AI-generated face picture of her. Then she got up and showed Jim’s email to Yuming.
