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When I entered the private room, I was greeted by very dim lighting. Three young men were standing on the floor; I recognized one of them—it was Ling's husband, nicknamed "San." Four other men, around 40 years old, were sitting on the sofa. San greeted me, shook my hand, and asked if I had just arrived. I said yes. His wife, Ling, then introduced me to the other men, and I shook hands with each of them, but I didn't remember any of their names. After everyone sat down, they started chatting. I looked around the room carefully. It was large, similar to a typical karaoke bar, except for a bed placed in the center of the dance floor—it was obvious they hadn't had time to move it back to its original position. San, Ling, and I chatted, but it all felt very awkward. After a moment, the wife raised her glass and suggested we all toast me. Everyone stood up, raised their glasses, and we all drank together. Then everyone went back and forth, quickly downing many glasses. This also eased the awkward situation from before. Because I can't hold my liquor, my head was spinning and I felt dizzy. My wife, seeing that I had drunk quite a bit, sat down beside me and massaged my head, saying, "Honey, don't drink anymore. You can't outdrink them. They've already drunk four or five cases. Let them drink. Let's not drink anymore." They continued drinking, and we sat to the side talking. At that moment, the sounds I heard outside the door resurfaced in my mind, and I imagined the scene. Looking at my wife's flushed face and heaving chest, I saw she was wearing a tank top and a miniskirt. I couldn't help but place my hand on her thigh, slowly moving upwards to her groin. I felt her groin was wet, and as I moved further up, I realized she wasn't wearing underwear, and it was slippery. At that moment, my wife hugged my head, looked at me, and said, "Honey, don't touch me. It's dirty. It hurts a little. It might be swollen." Then she started kissing me. I felt a tingling sensation, passion surging through my mind. I whispered to my wife, "Wife, how long have you been doing this?" "How many men did I sleep with?" My wife pinched my already erect penis and said. "We sang for a while, then started drinking. After a while, we saw 'Sanhe Ling' dancing and kissing. Everyone started cheering, demanding they do something passionate. But 'San' said to everyone, 'If each of you drinks five bottles of wine, I'll give you a real one.' So everyone said, 'Okay,' and they each drank five bottles. I didn't want to drink, but everyone wouldn't let me. They said if I didn't drink, 'San' wouldn't perform, and I'd ruin their show, and I'd have drunk for nothing. I had no choice but to force myself to drink all five bottles, but I was already drunk, and my eyes were too heavy to keep open. Amidst their cheering, I drifted off to sleep. I don't know how long I slept, but I felt a hand touching my thigh. I sat up abruptly and found a young man sitting next to me, looking at me and telling me to be quiet, pointing to the dance floor. I looked around and saw everyone gathered there. I didn't know what they were doing." I tried to get up and take a look, but I felt dizzy and almost fell. Luckily, the man caught me and helped me to the dance floor. What I saw there stunned me... ...To be continued.

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