Joshua quickly checked his card when he knocked on the door, making sure this was the room he needed to be. After all, his daydreaming could have brought him to the wrong floor, but for once he actually managed to get the the place he needed to be, as the silver numbers on the wooden door matched the numbers that the receptionist had written on the piece of paper for him. A quick glance at his watch showed that he was about five minutes late for his appointment. ''<em>Fashionably late</em>'' He thought to himself, a small frown on his face. Joshua wasn't the person to arrive exactly on time, he probably subconsciously arrived a bit later to meetings to draw attention to himself. Not having a partner probably made him crave attention a bit, besides, what woman would ever want to associate with someone who did what he did, sure, he was handsome, but most women did not find that enough, wanting a partner with...a certain social status. Despite his wealth, most women would back off when they heard what he did. As if it mattered a lot, Joshua was content staying in his own little fictional world. The pleasures of the flesh would be provided to him by means of these services, but even those services bored him rather quickly, it was always the same, some robotic slut whose sole purpose was to only receive his cock, it made him feel a bit empty. He suspected tonight would probably be the same, despite what the Madam had promised him, he knew naught of the feline behind the door. He suspected it would probably be some blonde bimbo.<br/><br/>Yet his thoughts were completely blown off the chart when his eyes met the source of the voice that greeted him. He saw Felicia, and his brain immediately went into overdrive. What was in front of him was definitely not human. Humanoid, yes, but not human. Automatism made him walk inside and return her greeting. ''Indeed I am, pleased to meet you...'' he said, the tone of his voice showed interest, though not shock. His brain rationalized he was dreaming, perhaps that car earlier hit him and he was dead? Dreaming it all for some reason? He couldn't help but pinch his thigh slightly, to see if he would wake up. He didn't of course...and that thought, pleased him<em>a lot</em>. Madam Starr certainly kept to her word when Joshua was promised something to never forget. For a second he thought that maybe it was someone in a suit, but the movements of her mouths and the lack of a zipper or a seam on her body quickly confirmed him suspicions, Felicia was real....Had someone been hearing his pleas for something more extroadinary? If there was a God or Goddess, he or she must have had the Madam on speed-dial, Joshua thought, a small chuckle within himself. He knew he would enjoy this company, by the very least because of Felicia's appearance, she seemed as if she jumped straight out of one of the concept sketches and into the human world. Truly this was one of Joshua's deepest desires brought to life. ''<em>Oh my...I can already see my wages dissapearing to the Bordello</em>'' he thought to himself humurously, and if this night would please him then he would certainly return.