Hideyoshi Hanzo

I laugh about a joke one of my business partners made and sip on my martini. My eyes wander from the vip area over the crowd in the club. Suddenly, they get caught by a person who moves effortlessly elegant to the music. Interested, I lean forward. A slight smirk plays over my lips. They are so mesmerizingly seductive. I glance at the staff personnel that bartenders us privately for the evening. I want that one. I point at you.