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The Night (Part 1 of 2)

A dim lit bulb flickered above what appeared to be the warehouse's main door. There was no street address, name or mail box to identify this particular warehouse but something about it did make it different from the others in this abandoned business park. But you couldn't put your finger on it.

The black on black Audi A8 parked near the front door it was obvious they had been here before. The engine purred and then turned off. The LED headlights remained on for a few seconds after the engine turned off but then they too went dark. There was no movement coming from inside the car--no interior light to indicate the number of passengers, let alone who was the driver of the car.

It was five-minutes before the driver side door opened. A tall pair of shiny sliver heels hit the ground first, followed by a pair of fit legs connected to a nicely shaped body secured tightly in a long black trench coat. Her golden blonde hair shinned even against the dark surroundings. She looked behind her car to ensure she was not followed--she wasn't. She shut the car door and proceed to walk to the front door. Her heels clicked as they hit the gravel ground under them. She walked with such propose and confidence if anyone was around they would for sure get out of her way and let her pass. After 15 long cat walk strides she reached the door. She once again looked behind her and then to her left and her right, the coast was clear.

Karrie raises her right hand and tapped twice quickly on the warehouse steel door, then waits a full second before tapping once more, followed by two more taps for a total 5 knocks. It is of course some kind of secret signal. She tucked her hands deep into her coat pocket while she waited for who is on the other side of the door. She glanced down at her feet and then the door opens. The door opens wide enough for her to enter. She takes one more look back behind her and enters the door quickly closes behind her.

She is just a couple of steps inside the doorway when the door closes behind her. Immediately all of her senses are on high. A handful of large round vanilla white candles are glowing in the corners of the large room giving just enough light to feel safe in her surroundings. The song "Team" by Lorde (without lyrics) is playing from speakers overhead ever so softly. The room is filled with a smell of vanilla and a sweet but light musk cologne. Her heels sink into the ample padded rugs that lay atop the warehouse floor. In the center of the room is large enclosed fireplace giving off a warmth that isn't overwhelm with its size.

Karrie reaches for the belt on her coat to unfasten it, when suddenly a pair strong male hands reach around her waist. In no time the belts end falls to her sides. Those same hands run up the front of her coat and pull back the coat from her shoulders, she walks forward revealing her amazing body inside a elegant black mid-length dress. Being the southern girl she is, Karrie turns around to thank the gentlemen for taking her coat-but there is no one there. When she turns back the glow from the fireplace intensifies and draws her in. As she gets closer she feels as if she is being watched---she is.

Next to the fire place is a tall round glass of red wine. She reaches for it and cautiously takes a sip. The wine is cool and wet to her lips as she takes a small sips. As the wine hits her tongue, the complexities of black cherry, hints of cocoa and oak fill her mouth, she swallows. The wine seems to warm her body and reminds her of the feeling she got as a young girl after playing outside in the snow back in Kentucky, she would enter the house and her mother would have a mug of coco waiting for her. She smiles and feels the stress of her day fall off her and closes her eyes.

"Welcome Karrie", a male voice says from behind her says. She slowly turns around to see a figure that standing behind her. The darkness of the room provides just enough light to reveal a male dressed in a gray suit, white shirt and indigo blue tie. "I hope you are comfortable and enjoying the wine" She likes what she is able to see and raises the glass with both hands to her lips and takes sip and swallows. "Thank you" she softly replies. "If there is anything else you need, please don't hesitate to ask." the dark stranger says and then turns away into the dark. A light is then shown down upon her. She glances up at the celling and sees a golden chandelier above. The lights then dimmed down. When she looks down and sees 5 men, all dressed in gray suits, white shirts and in various tie colors but their faces are covered with masks. Karrie's stomach suddenly fills with butterflies--these are the good kind. She takes one more sip of wine before she is overcome by the 5 men.

The men surround her and motion her to the left section of the room.

When they reach the red velvet chair with gold trim. One of the men, takes the glass of wine from her hand and walks away. One man standing behind her, gently unfastens the zipper on the back of her dress and pulls the zipper down and exposes her lower back and tattoo. Another man slowing takes each individual foot out of her heel and gently places her feet on the very plush warm carpet, he too walks way. Another man standing in front of her, lowers her dress from her body and takes it to the floor, takes the dress and walks away. Karrie stands facing a tall man, she wearing a matching bra and pantie set both trimmed in lace and finished with a little bow, a perfect balance of sweet and sexy. Her body is fit and tan. Now most women in this situation would be shy or embarrassed, have their arms crossing their midsection or breast or both but not Karrie. No she exudes confidence standing there, knowing that all the time in the gym and drinking her meals from a carton have paid off.