A roaring fire and a comfy armchair with an old man sat before it. The man was so old it was hard to say where the wrinkles finished and the man began , sat in front of him was a young man eyes round in wonder and barley old enough to do anything legal however he had heard that the old man knew the location of a place where your wildest, dirtest and most erotic fantasy could come true.<br/><div class="floatleft">(https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTACZUR0xNKJkI6IBPOjjNaecx-SlPpfJFrUzKCfEEb8wsQcSBUsg)</div>Gareth waited impatiently for the old man to begin. "Well now..." Hummed a frail voice framed with time "I remember like it was yesterday" he began slowly and Gareth flopped back on his chair with a sigh this would take forever....<br/><br/>Except as the man began to speak the surrounding began to come into focus, the room the pair were in was lavishly decorated and in meticulous condition, trinkets lined every surface, pictures of young very skimpy clad or naked woman were on hung with pride from every surface. "Wow, Is this the girls?" Gareth asked rising and moving forward toward the side, the young man missed the sudden grin from his host as the young man fell toward into thin air.<br/><br/>The pictures seemed to move and spin turning round and round, until the space around Gareth was a blur of colour until he finally fell forward onto lush grass, raising his head the young man beheld a rather innocent cabin, all sorts of animals stood around the building and music and several voices could be heard from within.<br/><br/><br/>(http://www.telegraph.co.uk/content/dam/property/2016/05/09/dwarves_trans_NvBQzQNjv4BqgWcgwtnB_GlmgpNAgdt3-KtaG74rcoeav5WPXxfjdWk.JPG?imwidth=450)<br/><br/>The young man rose to his feet, and almost as if drawn by some magical force towards the door. Perhaps he could just ask for directions? As soon as he opened the door though he knew this was no innocent cottage in the woods.<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/c0/85/a6/c085a6818614467e4e2a1f5d5b03105e.jpg)</div>A woman with gleaming golden hair looked up from a chair that appeared to be several persons, a naked female was on all fores before her and golden siletoes were resting on the woman's back.<br/><br/>"Welcome to the Brothel, I am Lyric the owner. We've been expecting you" the female rose and the males moved away through a covered doorway. As the woman stepped forward the young man blushed her short golden dress was extremely tight and reveled just enough. Linking her arm in Gareth's, Lyric moved to the red curtain and pulled upon a cord. The curtain feel back revealing a large room that contained a bar, several love chairs, privet tables and a large stage complete with poles. "The show is about to begin" the woman told the newcomer. Showing Gareth to the  front row. She clapped her hands and the lights dulled a single light brighting around the woman.<br/><br/>"Welcome patrons to The Brothel!" Cheers and wolf whistles rent the air, music began to play as the curtain on the stage rose.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Moulin rouge</div><div class="spoiler_body">https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=RQa7SvVCdZk</div></div>