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Alex Smith met Westley at the club, and he was shocked when his old friend asked him to find him some sexy prostitutes. After all, Westley was famous for being disinterested in women. Once he got over his disbelief, though, Alex assured Westley that he could arrange it for him. Westley and Alex were led to a VIP box. They sat across from each other on the sofa, and Westley undid the buttons on his shirt, revealing his attractive chest muscles. On the table in front of him, there was a bottle of red wine. Westley quickly finished half of it. He poured himself another glass, lifted it in his hand, offered a toast, and finished it in one go. Within seconds, the waiter was there to refill it. Alex was shocked by Westley's behavior. They had grown up together, and in all the years they'd know