With B.M’s sufferance, I proceeded to examine this ante room of whatever this facility was dedicated to. It had several sofas, with gentlemen lounging for something to soon come to them. It had soft drink and snack vending machines, and a large screen T.V. playing the kinkiest porn imaginable. Probably fluffing up the guys to save time for the girls within, I finally figured out. As I moved my eyes back to the apparent Mamma-San, she motioned for me to come to the counter. So, satisfied with what I had deduced so far, I did. 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I surmised that these were the numbers of the bedrooms for rent. And by her comments afterward, this was confirmed. As to the star, it was explained to me that it was for an extremely generous session of longer time, available at the ‘throw of the dice’ to the customers by lot. I having not been born yesterday, dropped the dice back on to pakistan the counter enough times to have gotten each number and the star never came up. So, I looked B.M. in the eye and asked for the other dice that she surely had under the counter and shortly after her retrieving it, I dropped it too and the star came up in an approximation of the due number of times. I smiled at the nerve of this and then figured that Indian Porn the honest die was for her better customers. Since, I already had the number five, I decided to play along with it, and a skimpy dressed and pretty teenaged Asian girl (her mid-teen daughter??) led me to the number five bedroom and sent me in. 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