The mansion

Jenny walked down the cobblestone drive which was lined by majestic Italian cedars and reproductions of ancient Greek statues. As she approached the circular driveway, she noticed it was full of cars: a Range Rover, a Hummer, a Porche, a Rolls Royce, and two black limos. She approached the front door where a man in a black suit and black aviator glasses was standing with his arms behind his back. She walked up the marble stairs to the front door.

"What are you doing?" asked the man.

"Um, coming in?" said Jenny.

"Use the kitchen entrance. The help does not enter through the front door." The man jerked his thumb towards a cobblestone path that led around to the left of the house. Jenny followed it and found the kitchen door.

The kitchen was large with two stoves, a hearth, a large stainless steel prep area, two sinks, a very large refrigerator and freezer, and it was full of a staff cleaning up after what appeared to be the preparation of a very large meal. The staff glanced up at her for a moment then went back to work.

A tall woman walked boldly up to Jenny. "Itz about time you arrived!" she said in a German accent. The woman was at least six foot tall and about forty years of age. Her blonde hair was tied in a tight bun on the back of her head. She wore a very tight, knee-length black skirt, black fishnet hose, and a tight white blouse, buttoned up the neck. She had large breasts pushing against the tight white material.

"Follow, schnell!" she said.

Jenny follwed her through a large dining room and to the entrance of another room. That room had seven men in ages varying from the twenties to sixties. They were all formally dressed, though a few had taken off their jackets. Two were playing pool on a very nicely ornamented billiards table, and the rest were smoking cigars and drinking what Jenny guessed was scotch or whiskey. They looked up when the two women entered and smiled.

"Yes, gentlemen," the German lady said, "Your entertainment iz here!"

"Huzzah!" six of the men shouted. The seventh simply sat in a large leather chair and smiled wickedly at Jenny.

"I shall take her to zee...room." The German lady grabbbed Jenny's hand and led her off. "I shall show you to your room later, but zince you are late, itz on to zee show!" She took Jenny down a flight of dark stairs. Jenny had to feel for the wall on her way down. At the bottom of the stairs, the German flipped on a light. Jenny was shocked at what she saw in the basement.