Trafford’s Trading Club

A room for rest does not accommodate all guests - of course, they also seem reluctant to share a room with too many others.

Fortunately, the estate is spacious enough to prepare a room for each of these guests.

“Do you really want to do this...”

Vika reached out and tried to pull Vera back down the door of the room - even though he knew that the chances of success were almost zero.

This is a naturally adventurous woman… In a phrase he learned from a network in an Oriental country while surfing the Internet: he likes to die.

Vera obviously didn't hear at the time, like, just opened the door to the room... and Vika's voice hung up and she was so nervous.

“Is there something wrong? ”

A man outside the door said softly: "This lady, the auction hasn't started yet, you can tell me directly if you need anything. ”

Vera smiled slightly. She approached the man at the door, stretched out her finger and hooked her collar, gently pulling down some, “I think I've been bit by something. Will there be any strange bugs in your estate? Can you take a look at this? ”

“Lady, we don't have this kind of thing on the estate.” Men don't look down: "I think if you really need it, your roommate should be able to help you. ”

Verraton exclaimed, “You're such a good man, I'm starting to like you... well, it's okay. ”

Go ahead, Vera shrugged her shoulders and turned back to her room.

When the door was closed, the man guarding the door turned around slightly and looked into the hallway outside the room - but instantly he heard a slight clicking.

But without waiting for him to react, he felt something stabbed him in the neck. Just blinking time, he felt the sky spinning for a while. Before he could even say one word, his eyes were black and he fell directly on the ground.

The door opened completely again, Vera Fei glanced around and dragged the person directly into the room, shrugging: “Good man, it's a loss. Don't take advantage of it. Is it my fault? ”

Mainly because... you have no breasts!!!

Vika... Vika looks at the ceiling and doesn't speak her mind.

“Don't stand still. Come quickly and change this man's clothes.” Vera raised her head at this point and looked at Vika, who was not in the state, and said.

Shortly afterwards, Vika, dressed as a man, snuck out the door and was pushed directly behind her back by Vera, who appeared to have slipped out.

Meanwhile, Vera, who had already put on a full suit of skinny leather, patted Vika on the shoulder, "If the auction starts later, do something about it yourself. ”

Vicaton cried, “Dear Miss Vera, do you think the guards in this estate can see each other every day and not recognize me as an outsider? ”

“That's your thing.” Vera squeezed Vika's cheek with both hands and shook it slightly: “Why else would I pay so much each month? I have better girlfriends than a guy who likes men's asses, don't I? ”

“You are discrimination!!! I want... I want a raise!! ”

“Be careful. ”

Vera whispered, then took a deep breath, put on a clown's head, opened the hallway window, and instantly flipped out.

……

……

“Joker? ”

Inside his room, Yuri frowned and looked at a scene in a hallway in the estate... then looked at this guy sitting on the couch opposite him weirdly.

It's also a clown mask.

Yuri doesn't know what the reason is, but the time he's temporarily replaced the owner of the estate is to discover one thing —— that the original owner's room of the estate has a screen that can be seen directly from every part of the estate.

Yuri doesn't even know how many hidden lenses this estate has been installed. The only thing he felt was that the original owner of the estate, the true heir of the Decabees, or a peeper.

“Oh, is this guy the real FC?” Yuri frowned: “Was it a woman? How did she get here? ”

“Isn't it normal that FC was somehow framed as a theft of world-renowned paintings and that nothing ever happened?” Lochu said softly.

Yuri grinded his teeth, and suddenly he stared at the one in front of him, which gave him all this, and also deprived him of all the men, in the shadows: “I've prepared a good show for you, and I don't want anyone to destroy it. ”

“Do you want to deal with her?” Boss Lo suddenly asked.

“Is there a problem?” Yuri said softly.

Rochu laughed. “No problem... but why don't you leave it to me? I tried not to let her destroy what you were preparing. ”

“Oh, mysterious club owner, interested in this clown lady?” Yuri is not salty.

The maid suddenly couldn't help but say, “Mr. Yuri, do you think we can only serve you alone? Don't forget, we've given you what you want…”

She glanced a little, slowly: “And now, I'm afraid we're your debtors. ”

“Whatever you want.” Yuri shook her head.

He instinctively dared not look at the two, stood up as a disguise, and hurriedly said, "I'm going to get ready. Help yourselves. ”

……

“How's it going over there? ”

Vera, who was already walking in the estate, lowered her head and pulled up a microphone that was not on her clothes, she said.

“Fortunately… no one is here at this time. What's going on over there? ”

“No problem, the last time I stepped on a dot, I had already noted the route here.” Vera Quickly: “Stay in touch. ”

She shut down the correspondence and climbed over the arch of the corridor, dodging a housemaid walking through with her things.

This is a great experience - every time she walks alone in a dangerous place in this environment, her heart beats and the tension that comes with the feeling of crisis, as well as the excitement that comes with adrenaline excitement, make her feel fascinated and almost impossible to pull out of.

If someone had to be a thief because of a habit of stealing, that's probably why she did it, right?

But Vera keeps turning herself in here.

Cells everywhere in the body, as if they were urging her to act as quickly as possible, feel the dull heat inside her head, and give her a feeling of sweating simulating orgasms.

It's wonderful.

As she remembered, she walked fast in the estate… walked, but stopped.

She had to stop because she felt that her route seemed wrong - the view in front of her seemed a little different from what she remembered.

She shouldn't be here!

What the hell went wrong? Vera had to think carefully about the route she had just taken - but no matter what she thought, she didn't seem to be able to find anything wrong.

This made her feel uncomfortable at once. Vera subconsciously affixed her body to the wall, not choosing to act immediately, but carefully measuring the surroundings.

This is an external corridor on the second floor of the estate, close to the ground, with a circular design that lets you see the central courtyard from the corridor - but no one moves around the corridor.

Suddenly, a feeling of falling backwards appeared, which caused Vera's body to fall directly backwards... and she fell into the wall?

At the moment when you're about to fall down, in order to hold your hands on the ground and then pull yourself together, you find yourself not stuck in a wall, but just at the moment when the door opens.

Wait, she was leaning against the door... not the wall?

Boom, boom, boom.

But she quickly heard a few simple applauses… and the voice of speech: “Well done. ”

Vera turned around suddenly.

She knelt on one knee, pressed the floor with one hand, and lifted with one hand - a posture that fell straight behind her body.

“Well, it's handsome, too. ”

“It's you!”

But she had to almost instinctively make a low voice —— this weirdo she met at the last auction.

Joker with Joker.