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were that corny when we were together, and I wouldn’t change it for the world. 
    “OK everyone calm down. To those gentlemen who weren’t able to catch a lady, better luck next year. Please make your way to the nearest exit. Now the rest of you have to line up so the real fun can begin.” 
    The butterfly maid was talking again; her voice was musical yet indescribable. This time, when I looked up at her, she wasn’t alone. She had been joined by a man wearing a phantom mask. Something about the man that was standing there with her looked familiar. Mentally, I tried to erase the image because I knew I had just seen another one of our group, which meant that my wish for her painful death had been granted. However, it also meant that I knew where one of my guys was, which could be really bad if the worst happened and I got caught. 
    There was something more about the one of us that was on the stage. I felt that he was looking right at me and screaming for me to notice something, but somewhere among the commotion of the evening, the alcohol in my empty stomach, and the fact I was forcing myself to erase the thought all together, I couldn’t put two and two together, and soon, the man on the stage was forgotten and replaced by thoughts of Darien, who was running his thumb in circles on my hand, sending little pulses throughout my body. The feeling that he was giving me was so nice, everything and everyone else seemed to melt into the background buzz. How sweet! He must have noticed that I noticed it was one of our guys up there and he was trying to make me forget. He truly was the most important person in my world. He took care of me, which was a very tiring and complicated task, and I loved him for it.

Chapter Four
    The room that Darien and I were led into was the penthouse suite. By the time the elevator reached the top floor, I was really starting to wish that I hadn’t drunk so muc h. But the human slave waitresses were told to keep the drinks flowing to ensure that events would go without a hitch and they did their jobs well; all of the women had their inhibitions distinguished. The big problem was, I was drinking to keep up with the crowd and the truth of the matter is the Dominus took a lot more drinks to reach the inhibition-losing drunk.  I knew how the game was played and I knew if I slowed down my drinking then unwanted attention would turn to me. I had to play the game or be consumed by it.
    When we were finally inside the room with the door shut, I collapsed onto a plush white sofa that looked and felt more like a cloud than a piece of furniture. This room was bigger than my entire apartment. Off to the left, I could see into the bathroom. There was a huge heart shaped hot tub right in the middle of the room. I had never seen anything like it. Sitting on the side of the bath were wine and chocolate covered cherries. The next room over held a bed that put any normal bed to shame. There was no way I would have been able to fit it in the tiny little place that I call home. It had four posts, a canopy, and I was almost positive that I could fit about 20 people in it comfortably.  I had lived in a five room underground bunker with 16 other people most of my life so to me this was ginormous. Everything was so oversized and glamorous that I felt small, and for some reason, I loved it. Maybe it was because I felt safe and hidden in the oversized room, or maybe it was because  I knew that just this one night I was with Darien and all the monsters were busy so I had nothing to worry about, but I felt at peace, and in my life that wasn’t a word I used often.  I also knew that neither Darien nor I would be sleeping tonight; that was for sure. There was way too much stimulation to take advantage of in this room. People like us never got to see the inside of rooms like these, let alone spend the night in one. The first thing that we were going to have to do was go play in that swimming pool sized tub. 
    “How did