Well, you see, Cappuccino is an assassin, right? Well, one of her many clients hired her to kill someone, and told her she'd most likely find him in a whore house down the road. When the night was perfect, Cappuccino dressed up as an outrageously gorgeous harlot, explaining her plan to the other women of the brothel, who didn't mind how she outshone them with her delicious beauty because no one liked this man.

As the night wore on, Cappuccino went to bed with no man. She was told her victim would pay the highest price for the prettiest woman, so she simply set her personal price too high for any of the other, cheaper men who lusted after her. The later (more like earlier in the morning) it became, the more obvious it became that her prey was not going to show. Eventually, she decided to relax with the beautiful, friendly women and ended up having a bit too much champange. (No beer or rum for her refined tastes.) The girls had an absolutely marvelous time, talking and laughing, sharing secrets and some of the best (end worst) experiences they'd ever had with men.

Though not successful, Cappuccino ended up having a good time anyway.

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