Chapter 2 on a video cal

daydreams, the driver informs me that we have reached our destination and brings me back to reality. The journey was always very peaceful, as we really live close by. Less than five minutes without the traffic being heavy. - Thank you very much for bringing me here. The driver turns towards me. - I thank you, miss. Cordial, get out of the car, turn around and open the door for me. - Look, five stars for you is not enough. And regarding payment, I made it through the app. I didn't forget to add a tip.

Please confirm for me if the operation arrived in your notifications? The driver quickly looks at his cell phone screen. - Payment made. Have a great party. I say goodbye, walk to the entrance, and I don't even need to confirm my name, because Ava, as agreed the day before when we spoke on a video call, finds me and puts a bracelet on my wrist. We only ship my cell phone. - I was already here about to die of my heart waiting for you. You were five minutes late. Ava gives me a tight hug. - Well, a little delay, Miss. Anxiety. No need to make a storm. She shrugs. - Ready for what the night has in store for us? - You have no idea how ready I am. Then, we entered his house, and for a few seconds I even had to pause the walk to look at the luxurious and ostentatious decoration that completely changed the scene of the residence I am used to visiting. The golden color is present in the main objects, the chandeliers add an extra charm, and the people, as requested in the invitation, are wearing costumes designed by exquisite designers, and the masks, in addition to being charming, complete the look. - I still haven't seen any reason why people under 18 can't attend. Everything seems so peaceful. Ava looks at me, seeming to be trying to suppress a nervous laugh. - I've been walking past my house for over an hour, so I can tell. I already understand the reason for the required age range. - She completely captures my attention. - You know that huge room near the winter garden? - Before giving me time to respond, she continues. - It was transformed into a hookah lounge. Next door, they set up a casino and, to top it all off, on the first floor, near the library, there's something going on that really attracts the wealthy male audience. - What? Ava positions her face close to mine, as if she were going to gossip. - There are some whores sitting on the laps of some horny uncles who are giving their souls to have a little sex, even if it's over their clothes. - My God! At the same time I'm wondering: Is Colin there? -Lily, this ball is the real cage of crazy people. I'm even sure that if the world ended now, no one here would go to heaven. For a few seconds the words even escape my mouth. - I swore that the basic party atmosphere in this room was spread throughout the residence. Ava takes my hand to guide me to a balcony. - Here are the false puritans, but before three o'clock in the morning and a few shots of good whiskey, no one holds any character anymore. A waiter approaches, serving some cocktails. I choose the one with some strawberry pieces. Despite having a high alcohol content, something I avoid, as I've seen up close the damage that too much of some drinks can bring, through my father who has been overcoming his addiction day after day for years, the flavor also really pleases me. - Well, whatever it is, today we're going to find out everything. - I look at the movement once again. - Is there any space for normal people like the two of us? She shakes her head, denying it. - I was going to ask you to share a hookah with me. I open my eyes wide. - We don't smoke. Even though I'm wearing a mask, I can clearly see Ava rolling her eyes. - No, but today we can do anything. She pulls me, holding onto my arm, but I manage to stop her. - I'm going to use the hookah, I don't want to leave here needing medical attention because of an allergic attack. My friend doesn't seem at all satisfied. - Do you mind if I go then, at least for half an hour? I found out that there is one with a delicious strawberry scent. I don't understand the latent need she is feeling to live such an experience, but I decide not to be the smoke empath of the night. - Of course. Come on, I'll go find something to eat, I was so anxious before getting here that I didn't even manage to eat dinner. - Alright, I'll meet you here soon. She leaves, while I end up feeling a little alone, however, as I know the entire residence, until I find the room where dinner will be served, I start to wander around the place, and every now and then I drink a little more. Meanwhile, the need to eat is increasing, and as I know that the magic happens in the kitchen, I head there. When I arrive, as I know some people who have worked for my family in a buffet, I tell them about my need to eat and no one prevents my presence, so, after assembling a plate full of delicacies, I sit down in a high chair. and start tasting each item. I even close my eyes because of the explosion of flavors on my palate. - I'm five minutes late and I find you devouring all the food, Miss. Mysterious? I counted the seconds until our meeting here in the kitchen. I recognize Colin's voice, obviously I do, I imagine it every night whispering in my ear. However, the question that remains is: why is he talking to me like that? In his thoughts, did I stop being a brat because I was finally able to attend the dance? Or did the famous Miller notice my curves and notice that I grew up? - It's a surprise to find you here in the kitchen. I swore you would prefer to be with some call girl rubbing your parts. I look straight into his eyes, and I notice when he looks at my lips and smiles. - Your good mood is great. But he tells me, why would I be looking for someone else knowing that in a few hours, you will be grinding your pussy on my dick? God in heaven. Is Colin really talking to me? It can't be true. Still in doubt, I quickly reach for a full glass of water and drink each sip as quickly as possible. - I-I've never seen you being so direct. Do you really know who you're talking to, Colin? When I put the glass down on the counter, it touches my chin. - I would recognize you anywhere with that silver mask. There really is only one of you using one of this type. Every second I realize that something is very wrong happening. My best friend's brother would never talk to me like that out of the blue. - Colin... - My voice comes out almost like a whisper. - Please tell me. MS. Jones, can I join you for dinner? Jones? What the fuck? Who is this Miss? Jones