The phone rings, my heart beats fast. I can feel a rythm unfamiliar yet strangely mellow. I pick up and just hearing the first words come out of your mouth, my heart is jello. I attempt to keep cool while every breath of air feels less and less as if I needed a refill because the tank is going empty. You speak to me gently and slow, my brain takes me away. To a place unknown where only a goddess would be. Exotic and tense is all I see. All I feel around me. Flowing through the scene you are holding my hand taking me quickly past all of the other woman around. I run with you trying to keep up wondering where we would end up. We pass several doors until the one at the end with a symbolic sign representing ladies and men. You open the door, rush me in and push me onto the red bed sheets in this exquisite bedroom. The look in my eyes as you gazed upon mine appeared nervous yet excited for what is to come. You are wearing a tight red leather jumpsuit with black heels branded coach. Nails painted color purple and bit long as you lick your fingers before putting your hand with those long nails onto my chest. An electrical small shock...