Tell Kelly about the note

Rebecca had gone back to her bed and sat down. Holding the mysterious note in her hands, she scanned the entire thing for any further information. None was to be found. Rebecca was in such deep thought about the note that when she was slightly startled when she heard a knock on the door.

"Becca, open the door!". Of course, it was Kelly, Rebecca calmed herself as she walked over to the door and undid the locks. Her friend Kelly immediately entered. "What's with the high security, Becca? You holding onto some extra gold for Fort Knox or something? I mean, I told you I'd be over soon..." Rebecca noticed that Kelly was more done-up than usual. She had a new hairstyle, almost punk-like brunette hair with very subtle red streaks in it. Her green eyes had a tasteful amount of eye shadow applied, and she wore a dark pink tanktop that showed off her cleavage spectacularly.

"Yeah, I know," Rebecca refocused her mind to the task at hand. "Things have just been a little weird, I guess, and I got a little freaked out. I'm glad you're here now, though." Rebecca closed the door behind her friend, taking a paranoid look into the hallway first. Kelly looked at her friend strangely, and Rebecca produced the note. "You didn't have anything to do with this note, did you?"

Kelly snatched the note out of Rebecca's hand, and read the message. "Wow... this is pretty strange. No, I didn't have anything to do with this, I swear." Kelly had excited herself on the walk over thinking about the possibility that Rebecca had finally decided to invite her over for some fun sexy times, but this note wasn't exactly what she'd had in mind. Her mind still preoccupied with the idea, she continued to pretend to read the note over again, while actually getting a long hard gaze past the paper at Rebecca's cleavage still sticking out from the towel. Finally gaining her focus, Kelly decided she should probably get her libido in control and help her friend out. "Have you told anyone else about this? Any of your neighbors creeps? Have you called the cops?"

"No, I haven't." Rebecca replied, "I literally got the note between when you called and when you hit the buzzer. I haven't had any problems with any of my neighbors, and I don't really want to get the cops involved unless I'm sure it's not just some kind of joke. I mean, I'm not really that concerned, but I'm still intrigued." Rebecca grabbed the note from Kelly and took it over to her computer. "Lemme see if I can find any info about the address online." Kelly followed Rebecca over to the computer and watched the screen standing behind her, nonchalantly putting her hands on her shoulders and enjoying the feel of her silky-smooth skin. After Rebecca had done some searches, the address returned a couple links, but none that actually had any information about what might be located at the address currently. From the outside, it appeared to just be a brick building with a solid red metal door. "I mean, it isn't in the shadiest part of town, but the building doesn't have any windows on the front, so that's a little sketchy..." Rebecca knew this didn't look good, but she had an unexplainable craving to go check the scenario out in person.

"Listen, Becca, this is interesting, for sure, but this is the city, people get murdered, kidnapped, ****, ****, and on and on, every day! We can't just follow some random note to a random address and assume anything good will come from it." Kelly was more focused on Rebecca's still-drying body, and began to rub her shoulders, indirectly loosening the knots of her towel. Rebecca enjoyed the massage too much to notice the towel inching its way down her body, exposing more and more of her bare, smooth back and impressive cleavage. "Why don't we just stay here where it's safe, and wait to see if anything... develops?"

Rebecca was too distracted by the strange trance the note had trapped her in to notice her friend Kelly was subtly making a move on her. It was almost like she was hypnotized, but part of her mind also knew that Kelly had a good point...