I was cleaning things up and adding items to the store when he accidentally deleted myself from the Neko group. This meant that I couldn’t put things in the store. I couldn’t find the page to join the group, so I sent a message to Roger to re-invite me.
A woman named Manalo stopped by. Everything she chatted ended with an exclamation point. I chatted with her a little while, asked how she found the mall. Then she disappeared and sent me a teleport invitation.
The location name seemed familiar. And when I arrived, I knew why. A friend of mine had been teleported there several months ago by a weird guy who didn’t speak any English. He had been teleporting a whole bunch of women there, and they disappeared as soon as they saw the red sex beds and cages.
On a stage amongst the red beds, Manalo was pole dancing. “Are you a man in real life?” I asked.
“No, Manalo is my boyfriend’s name,” he/she/it said.
I hadn’t thought of that, but since Manalo ends with an ‘o,’ it’s more likely a man’s name. Especially if it’s of Spanish or Portuguese origin. But I wasn’t guessing Manalo’s gender based on the name. I was basing my hypothesis on the actions. Not many women blindly teleport people to pole dancing orgy halls.