Debauchery: The Invitation
Debauchery: The Invitation ~Prologue~ I pulled up to the huge mansion in my car. Valet was waiting with smiles on their faces. “Hello.” The young man said opening my driver side door. I grabbed my bag and purse. “Here is your ticket, enjoy your evening.” He said. “Thank you.” I smiled He hopped in my Buick Enclave and drove off, leaving me there standing on the gravel. I paused for a moment and looked around. All I heard was the singing sound of the crickets. I slowly walked to the door. Did I really want to do this? Was I really ready to walk through that door? I rang the doorbell. A tall white muscular white man answered the door. He was maybe 6’5, mustache and goatee, shaven head, and broad shoulders. I could see …