Arrival

The dirt road continued for about the lenght of 2 football fields and opens up to an enormous two story older model house. "Wow," again he chuckles again this time with a bit more fear, "they are really selling the gothic look." A part of him was screaming to flip the car into reverse and get out of there as fast as he can, but for some reason he was compelled to drive into the small parking area and placed the car into park. He gets out and slowly ascends up a set of stairs where two enormous french doors open and an older women that looks in her mid 40s steps out. "Ah, my first customer, welcome to my museum." This woman was amazing, standing a statuesque 5'11 with her heels on she was at direct eye level with him. Her piercing green eyes stayed locked on his as he finally makes it to the top and even though her smile and posture looked warm and welcoming the way she looked at him gave him the feeling of both incredible sexual attraction and horrific impending doom.

"Um....Hello," he stammers looking around in an attempt to avoid eye contact, but as he removes his eyes from hers they dart straight to her cleavage as her full breast sit dangerously close to forcing themselves out of her violet victorian dress. Immediately he turns away and reaches into his pocket for his wallet. "How much for admisson," he asks as his voice battles to gain the appropriate octave. She smiles a bit wider never removing her eyes from him as if she is confirming her domination of the interaction. "The admission is free, however if you'd like to give a donation please feel free to purchase anything from our gift shop." He looked up, relieved that he would not have to spend any money since he just lost his job. He gathers his bearings and then extends his hand to properly greet her. Her expression quickly changes from a welcoming smile to a stern stare. She looks at his hand as if he has irrevocably disrespected her. "What are you doing?" She questions as her stern eyes look back into his. Dumbfounded at this sudden change of demeanor he pulls back his hand as she begins to close the distance between the two of them.