“Too early to tell,” I say in response, imagining how Bridget would respond being tied to a St. Andrew’s cross, my flogger whipping over her naked body. I haven’t actually seen her completely naked yet. “Would you take Amy?” I ask JD.

JD pours himself a shot of baijiu. “Maybe. I don’t know that I have enough patience.”

That was a challenge for JD. He’d get aroused, want to come, and after he came, he wasn’t all that interested in finishing the scene.

One of my servers comes up to refill the water glasses on the coffee table. She smiles at me in a coy manner while JD looks her over, his gaze resting on her ass as she bends over to pour the water.

“That’s some tasty-looking putang,” JD says after the server heads back down the stairs. “And I saw the look she gave you.”

“If Cheryl catches her flirting with me, she’ll be fired faster than you come,” I reply. My manager is no-nonsense, and in a club like mine, a tight ship is needed.

“Ha, ha,” JD replies sarcastically. He looks past me. “Speak of the devil.”

Cheryl comes up to me and tells me that Manny wants to talk.

“He’s not asking me to allow more Park Street Boyz into my club?” I inquire.

Manny recently partnered with Tim Tran of the PSB on opening massage parlors in the ’burbs. The PSB used to fight over turf with the Jing San in the old days, before the triad moved into higher-level crimes.

“He says it’s personal,” Cheryl replies. “He’s waiting in the office.”

I check the time on my watch. It’s just past ten. Bridget should be here soon. But I make my way down to the office.

“What’s up?” I ask Manny, who’s a little younger than me but looks older.

“You know how I’m working with Tran to get these massage parlors opened?”

I sit behind my desk and notice Manny doesn’t sit down. He tends not to when he’s anxious.

“That going okay?” I ask.

“Yeah, yeah, it’s going really well. We’ve got locations and business permits for three of them already.”

“That’s fast.”

“Well, I used our connect in the county business licensing department, and we made sure all our sites are in unincorporated areas. Now we just need to staff them up and get the word out.”

“So what did you need to see me about?” I inquire, betting that it has something to do with money. Manny is better at spending than making it. Right now, he’s dressed in a burgundy silk shirt and black Armani pants and jacket.

“I just need to chip in a little more investment to help make sure everything is up and running smoothly. Plus, I told Tran that I had a connect that could help supply the women.”

“I can’t help you there,” I reply. Sex trafficking is my least favorite part of the triad business.

“Yeah, yeah, I can figure that piece out myself. Word is JD might be groomed for that.”