The first visit

Anna soon found out that Conner's hours would be late and inflexible. She thought it was normal for an engineer to have such a job so she reserved her feelings on the issue for later when they had settled in. They then settled their living arrangements in a swanky rented apartment, somewhere with a nice view of the city skyline, but on the day after they moved in, almost two weeks since their arrival, Conner could not spend their house warming night together with her as it was his first day. Anna was left alone when the sun went down, frustrated but confident that they would persevere.

However, the burning sensation in her loins was getting worse. She felt like she had to do something about it, deciding to go out into her local neighborhood to explore. Dressing herself in a blue spaghetti strap and comfy denim shorts, she took the elevator down and started walking. The first thing she noticed shocked her. On the opposite side of the street was a simple glass door with the same white cat that she could not get her mind off. Her immediate response was to investigate, navigating the sparse street traffic and getting past the unguarded tinted glass entrance way without any problems. There was a staircase leading upstairs, which she followed up curiously. The entire time, she felt like her gut was going to explode from a sudden heat, even though she could feel a hint of air conditioning in the stairwell.

She could hear the racket of loud techno music long before she found the doorway that led further inside at the landing. She was stunned to see a large room, a wide open space that might have been some kind of office space. It had been converted into what looked like a cheaply designed club. The floors were an old scuffy parquet. The ceiling was bare and the bar looked like it was made from cheap plastic. The chairs and barstools looked old and busted, with a large stack of it tucked away in the corner next to where she stood. The lights were heavily dimmed out, replaced with a cheap laser show of minor proportions to compliment an ugly looking DJ turntable at far end of the room. Even the dark painted walls were chipped, with the windows painted over to keep any light outside from coming in.. Despite how cheap and sleazy the place looked, it was half packed with people, specifically with white women who looked more like dancing bodies of mostly exposed flesh and stiletto heels, mixed in with cheaply dressed local men of all ethnicities. They seemed to be having a good time, and even though this was not normally her scene, she felt compelled to join in. Seconds later, she found herself in the middle of the dance floor, feeling the heat inside her build up to almost unbearable levels.

She had not planned on dancing tonight. Certainly not alone in a strange club she just discovered, and definitely without Conner around to protect her from wandering hands. This time around, her mind was drifting away to another place oozing with an extremely pleasant sense of euphoria.