The way it was presented to me was so primal that it almost makes me laugh to think about. The winding staircase had finally landed on a concrete, bas...ement floor. The lighting was dim and there was only one room. It was medium sized and had an open layout with just a few, large filing cabinets in the middle. It was here, at the bottom of an empty industrial building, in a basement office, that the Devil played his trick on mankind. And here’s how he did it: As I stepped off the spiral staircase. “Hi, Hayley. Come on in. You look great!” He said, immediately settling any nerves she had as she walked inside. “Carly isn’t here yet, but you’re early. Let me get you a drink.”He returned a few moments later with a can of Coke, knowing that she liked it, and as he passed it to her, he saw Carly walking down his path, so went to open the door and let her in. Carly was also wearing a light dress, similar to Hayley’s, as Pete had requested as it would not leave impressions on their skin, and. I walked over, pretty buzzed. "Cooler empty?" I managed to blurt out. "I don't know," she said. And she wasn't moving off of it as I kneeled down behind her to check, eye level to her round ass cheeks. I picked up the empty cooler and took it inside for a refill. "How's things look back there?" she said to no one in particular. I had to be smiling. "Pretty fine."Holy shit, what was I doing. This was the alcohol talking. Out loud.I walked inside with the cooler and started refilling it from a. I have changed the names and locations so as to protect those parties who would kick my ass if they were to know I was writing about them. I know that ‘he’ reads this site, so, before you get pissed, sugars, be flattered, why don’t you?} * I pulled up in front of the low brick building with butterflies in my stomach and more than a little trepidation. Yeah, I looked great for the first time in my life, but would he even remember me? It had been almost ten years since I’d seen him, and a few.