Chey is now the proud owner of a Chinese whorehouse. It's hanging over the volcano at 300 meters
It smells a little funny, but it was a great baragain at only $200L. It's copyable and transferrable and modifiable, and the textures are beautiful.
Just call me madam.
Or maybe not. At that price, the whores were not included. I think they all hired on as extras in the TV show Deadwood.
The upstairs is where the business once took place. It has one-way windows, so it has become my bedroom. I've installed a bed and a huge and luxurious shower and couches and chairs.
Downstairs is not yet furnished, except for a white baby grand piano.
I think those who fail the virgin test will find themselves teleported to the whorehouse.
If you're wondering why I call it a Chinese whorehouse, that's because that's the way it was advertised. I've been trying to think of a name that will preserve its history yet be a little less vulgar. House of ill repute? Cathouse?
It just came to me. House of One Thousand Pleasures.
Photo 1: House of One Thousand Pleasures
Photo 2: Bottom Floor
Photo 2: Chey's Bedroom