Glory All Night

The door is battered, the sign is handwritten, and my heart is pounding. I've never done this before, but I'm not here by mistake. Inside, a makeshift booth waits under a string of cheap lights. It's a theater for debauchery, and tonight, I'm the main attraction.

The men waiting think they know what to expect, but they don't know the hunger that brought me here, the craving that drowns out every nervous thought. This isn't about fear; it's about power. It's about kneeling before a perfect stranger and taking exactly what I came for. Tonight, I'm not just looking for pleasure—I'm here to find glory.