Russian Roulette - Family secrets - Draft version!

Ch. 1: Missed me?

This is a 1st draft version. Some of the chapters are missing, and you'll not get the full story, read the 2021 version found on my profile.

The club was upscale.

It was renowned, exclusive and expensive.

It was not the cliché that every woman was a super model and all the men movie star hot. It was another kind of cliché. People who came there had money or knew people with money. The ones not with money had the business connections or the looks to get in.

Superficial world, yes, but a reality, nonetheless.

There were the classic millionaire and billionaire boys, a bunch of jetset heiresses and celebrities. Businessmen, upper management and above. High end corporate hoes were plentiful. There were the usual hangarounds trying to feed off the crumbs that fell from the rich man's table, and of course, some of the shadier variety from where the money were not exactly legit when earned, but they were worth the same when spent there.

Other than that, the club was pretty much as one could expect.

Dark; flashed into brightness by the different colored fluorescent lights around the bar areas and the lightshows on the dancefloors. There were booths and tables arranged in different sizes for seating. There were VIP tables which were little fenced in seating areas for privacy which came with a personal hostess. Different sized bars located around the 4 rooms that made up the club and a large DJ podium where some self-proclaimed music guru took charge of the rhythms.

She was dancing on the dancefloor in the largest of the 4 rooms.

The music changed style from time to time, she was out there whenever it was something sultry. Writhing her body sensually to the beat. She was not really dancing with anybody, she allowed people to join her and let them grind their bodies against hers, but they all knew she was not letting it go any further. Mostly she danced in a world of her own.

It did not stop them from trying.

She knew she was good looking. The word hot was commonly used to describe her, she was not conceited, still she liked that description.

She had worked hard for it.

Her body still in a way marked by her being overweight earlier in life. She had curves. Her stomach was not as flat as she wanted it though it looked flat, but she was well proportioned now. A nice rack, with a little aid from a plastic surgeon; she had not ever wanted to get her breasts done. But after losing the weight the skin of her breasts had lost its elasticity and the fullness was gone, so she had chosen to get it done. Resulting in a set of perfectly rounded globes fitting in size to her small frame.

Her waist now smaller than her chest and hips and gave her the desired hourglass look which fit well with her legs. That was the one thing she had always had no matter how large she had been.