Chapter 6: Closing Preliminaries - The Blank

Tuesday July 29, 2008

The day of the closing, Rose was out the door a half hour after David Barnes left for work. She had a surprise she had to get ready.

By noon she was back in bed. She had just reread the story by “Willow Code” that they were going to play out tonight. With the story she had the background material on the party participants.

Rose Barnes felt a little like a spoiled 10-year old child going through a store catalog picking out what she wanted for Christmas. That feeling was unusual since her frugal mother lived as though she was poor and allowed no contact with her father. While growing up with Edith, Rose never got to make a list of what she wanted for Christmas. Instead her mother would send Rose’s grandparents on both sides her sizes: shoes, jeans, shirts, sweaters etc. but never a mention of any toy or anything fun. The grandparents sewed labels with their names into the clothes to remind Rose where she came from, and to let the child know she was loved. Edith allowed that, because it made David look bad by comparison. Other presents, even food treats like Christmas cookies, candy, holiday stollen and Racine kringle - all treats from Edith’s own childhood - were discouraged. Edith thought it was important for a girl to stay skinny when one lived on the Left Coast. After all, one’s BMI means so much, it was the ultimate first impression.

Now thanks to her Daddy David and her wealthy adoptive Mom Ann those days were long gone. Rose had varied tastes in treats that were relished without clothing, including 29 year old premium scotch to pour up her ass and serve to her father for mutual incestuous taboo enjoyment. She almost wished she could send her birth mother pictures of her happiness.

Right now she was looking - for like the tenth time - at yummy choices for tonight’s contract closing party. Her Daddy and Samantha were going to start off the festivities by enjoying her naked body between them, like a full-service, do-it-all service girl at the law office, getting her orgasms started while they enjoyed her intimate flesh during the ride in the limo, she would be naked on the highway. Then came the double feature on stage, as the witnesses watched her eat pussy during Daddy-fucking incest. After the obligatory climax theater with the CEO’s was over, it was going to be open season on 5 guys and 1 girl who would unwrap their yummy parts in the guest house for as long as they could be tempted to play with somebody.

What a concept! It was better than a dozen holidays at once. When the time came she was ready and headed for the Blank in her new Mini convertible.

Samantha, David Barnes and Rose Barnes all met at the Blank for an early dinner. That time of day, coming from 3 widely scattered locations, they each made their own way. Sam and David were dropped by their drivers from their respective HQs while Rose drove herself from home in her new custom rose-pink colored Mini convertible.

When she arrived the Captain of Valet called his best white-gloved minions and ordered a change in the status spots where the best were displayed to the general public behind glass. The customized-too-cute bright Mini Cooper wowed the normally unflappable valets, they put it in the most prominent spot in the front of the parking lot, moving a spotless Dino Ferrari to the #2 spot. The Pink Smurf ruled over the suave Italian. That was the ultimate sign of respect in LA. It showed that, despite the dreary economic news (in 2008 things were bad and would get worse), cute, fun and economical could stand with priceless gas-guzzler performance icons in the entertainment capital of the globe.

Rose was dressed just slutty enough to raise the question of how she got the car, on her back or trust fund. Her charms were barely covered by a tiny one-shoulder red cocktail dress that was very low-cut at the underarms and sides of her breasts plus it barely covered her crotch. Her father said the outfit was exceptionally sexy, but he insisted she had to wear tape on her nipples and an undergarment. She had an especially naughty tiny panty custom made for her. The garment was “nude” in color and the fabric was extremely thin. It had a seam along the gusset that started about where her slit did, running all the way to the back. The seam “tucked into” her valley, concealing by drawing attention. The fabric ballooned out from the seam on both sides, so it fit snugly around her outer lips. The waistband rode low on the hips and was at an angle, with a thin chain sewn to the waistband. In a garment so tight to the hips, like the dress, the panty waistline was disguised as a waist chain, not an undergarment.

To anyone who caught a casual glance, of even somebody with a good look from a low angle, Rose looked like she was enjoying the fresh breeze on her privates. Only somebody who actually shined a light up her crotch could tell she was actually covered.

That seemed unlikely, Blank was that type of place.

David was in his elegant suit and tie. The impression of a sugar-daddy and his young sweet treat were enhanced by the way their hands did not keep to themselves. Both arrived early so David could sign up and then they could explore the “members only” wonders of Blank together. Ever since her Dad’s initial description of the Blank after his first closing with Sam, Rose was very curious about the place. The tales Ann told of their romantic dinner-for-two the previous week fired Rose’s imagination even more. The look of the place fascinated and surprised Rose, she said there was no way to prepare anybody for the experience. Even without considering the extraterrestrial “look” of the staff, one had to wonder if it was crafted elsewhere and shipped to LA by Space X Cross-Dimensional Express.

The Blank had an intimidating public area where people could meet, but a membership or an invite was required for access to the other areas, starting with the lobby that served both the hotel and the dining rooms. These were all considered private and restricted to members and their guests. The strict “no photography” rule was enforced, one had to sign a waiver before entering the elevator. David Barnes complimented the staff on the waiver, saying Judge Stern could not have done a better job.

From what the layout showed, and the unlabeled areas it concealed, it was clear that there were many activities taking place at the hotel which were secret. The lobby included large flat screens with slideshows showing some of the past guests moving through the area. Many were stars and celebrities, but to Rose and her Father the most eye-catching were two pictures that included the mysterious Do Wong on her visit. In the posed “fashion” picture her look was striking, and her vapor-thin blue outfit - if the pair of extended sleeves could be called an outfit - was far too indecent for the street, they could actually see her slit clearly. (It was indecent, but inside the private hotel they had different standards.) Rose was in awe of the girl and the decorations on her body, she thought a band-aid, cut in three parts would cover more intimate flesh. She said it made the “Green Dress” J Lo wore at the 2000 Grammy Awards in LA look positively Amish in modesty. There was second picture, a candid of celebrities in the atrium which caught Do Wong’s back in the background. She was even more beautiful from that angle. David popped hard at the sight, imagining the rear view of the Oriental girl on his cock. David also noticed two of his law partners, they were with two women who were the wives of other partners, one of whom was a CPA who sometimes did forensic work for divorces. He made a mental note to have some conversations, as a managing partner he was always alert for changes like some of his staff jumping to start their own firm - and taking HIS clients with them.

Also, he had lost more than enough partners this year.

Despite being one of his first hires plus the number of hours Li had spent naked in front of David at the office, he did not recognize Do Wong in her makeup and billowing hair.

Sam walked out the elevator right on time, as they were looking at the slideshow. A quality flesh-colored bodysuit, suitable for an HD porno film hid most of her tats. Over that she wore a more conventional black velvet party dress, and to top things off, a very long wig.

Something about the outfit whispered “spiders” to David, but he could not figure out why.

They were looking at the slides when Sam walked up. Sam pointed to another person in the picture, a man with a stylish black leather cowboy hat, who she thought she recognized, but rest of him was blocked by other people. David Barnes did not think he recognized the man, which was what Sam really needed to find out. Her Master would be pleased.

Their reservations were for the “large party” dining room, which was conventional and business-like compared to the “romantic” room where David had taken his wife Ann last week for their romantic dinner. The mood of the room seemed to suit conversation while the tables in the romantic dining room was almost private, with diners feeling like they were in a hot jungle sitting behind plants, painted screens or partial walls. Ann had mused that some flexible people could actually fuck while eating a meal. Later David pointed to a couple who seemed to be doing exactly that, either that or the woman was enjoying one heck of a dessert.

When they were seated the three ordered drinks and as they waited Sam set a few pills on the table. Last time she offered Barnes one pink pill, this time there were two, “so Rose could try one,” along with a well known blue pill for men. “I have had mine for today. David, this should be a long and enjoyable evening. My suggestion is that you and your daughter will get more fun out of ... our activities ... if you take the blue and both of you take the pink.”

David turned to his daughter. “Have you ever taken such things?”

She looked eager. “I have enjoyed party drugs a few times, but never the rare fabled Pink. It has quite a reputation for making things better, both gentle and significant. But it is impossible to find for love or money, I heard you have to be a friend of the supplier?”

Sam pointed out the marks on the pill, a zero on one side and an off-center lightning bolt on the other. The pink color was also unique, and she pointed out there was a thin white layer in the center in the pill. “These are the marks of the real thing. A few people tried to make imitations but the color is impossible to match. They wound up out in the desert.”

“You mean they moved there?” David asked.

“You might say that, a permanent move. They might agree with you - if they spoke. In any event, they got out of the cut-throat business of pill counterfeiting.”

David saw his daughter’s naked desire and decided that maybe, just this once, he would see what all the fuss was about.

“You are sure these are not addictive, dangerous or illegal?” he asked Samantha.

“I am quite sure that one pill will be okay ... I speak from personal experience over the last five years or so ... to be honest they actually helped me out of a bad place. People can abuse anything, including the blue pill, but one would need regular use, heavy daily use, for the pink to be addictive. The same could be said of coffee and chocolate for some folks. The supplier does not allow that. Like I said last time, technically it is a mostly organic supplement, like vitamin E, with a specialized market. For instance, there are some nights when some more festive activities offered here at the Blank include the pink pills as part of the premium package. But you need a special membership for those activities. Maybe someday it will be on the shelf at the corner drugstore. But for now, the supplier is concerned with keeping quality up, so he is not interested in expanding the market or ... and this is actually a greater concern, getting counterfeited by somebody who screws up. Today, with a mass spec a PhD in Chemistry can decipher any chemical puzzle, so the pills are tightly controlled.”

Since Rose was so eager David agreed that he would take both. Rose was delighted and took her pink pill. As they did their eyes met, they were both sure that they were doing it to enhance the taboo act they would share tonight before witnesses. In that sense, they both felt like taking the pill was like a passionate obscene kiss between parent and child in public. Sam agreed with them, saying that for a father-daughter couple they looked good enough to eat - and they could all recall that felt very good.

For dinner Rose had the blueberry-stuffed walleye rubbed in cinnamon that Ann had raved about from her dinner with David last Thursday. She claimed it was one of the best meals she had ever enjoyed. Samantha and David both thought about other things on the menu but they settled on the same dishes they had the first time at the Blank: Shrimp with Goa Spices (some of which seemed alive) for her and a steak that was too good to be true for him. The other choices were all tempting, but they had been so pleased last time that they could not bring themselves to order anything else.

During the meal David uncharacteristically expressed his thanks to Samantha for turning his carnal attention to Rose. It was a line he never would have thought to cross on his own, but when Samantha gave him the nudge to talk to Rose it was so rewarding for both of them now that they were enjoying more than they thought possible. Ann was also very pleased with the arrangement, far more than David knew. She was both more appreciative of her husband when they were together, plus she also felt their relationship with Rose reinforced all the links of their bond.

As they ate David naturally took note of the people around them. From his first job in LA he recognized some film executives he knew, in addition to the on-camera entertainers they recognized. That got him curious so he asked Sam, “I just got my membership card last week. Yet when we first met here, while the place had not opened yet, you were able to reserve the room. Was that because of the relative you got your car, the Avanti from? Did he secure your membership? I did notice a 4-door Avanti in the lot.”