She even says please, doesn't she deserve a little more attention?

Smooth and sweet as caramel! Every weekend brings you back here, desperate and craving, with a brand new girl on your arm each time. Tonight is no different. She is new, beautiful and bright-eyed. So much so she blushes and tells you about how many she has been with through the years, but not with someone like you. That excites her and as you smile you wonder why she would be any different. Why any of them would be any different, when their pliant lips slide over your stiffening shaft with each date. A blur of faceless girls sucking down every drop and thanking you for letting them cum. Tonight is no different. Except for one thing, one strange thing. The back of the brochure catches her eye and she just has to show you. It is a message, directed only at you. An invite. An invite to the place no other man you know has heard of, let alone visited. A club to die for. She hands the brochure to you, open on the last page and looks at you with worried, excited eyes.