11-02-2020, 12:35 AM
They were both beside themselves as the blacked-out police car made its way up the long
gravel path. Johnny pulled up to the front of the behemoth that was Vickie's home and was
met by the valet. Whenever she'd throw a big to-do, she'd be sure to hire as many workers
as it took for the night to go off without a hitch. She may have been a psychotic murderer
but the woman knew how to hob-nob with the best of them.
Johnny and Delia exit the vehicle looking like royalty. They are both dressed to the nines and
then some. The valet takes the car around to the side of the residence where an overflow-type
parking area held roughly forty other cars. They are met by a short but sophisticated gentleman
at the bottom of those lavish marble stairs.
"Detectives, please, come inside, the Lady is waiting" he said with a smile.
The three of them ascended that finely chiseled staircase. Once inside, they were handed off
to a butler that escorted them into the main gathering room. There were people scattered about
like ants at a picnic. All of the city's most powerful influences, no doubt. Vickie caught sight of her
Dee from across the room and came running.
"Delia! My God, aren't you stunning!" she cried as she grabbed her in a tight, welcoming hug.
She then looked over at Johnny. He smiled and held out his hand but Vickie wasn't biting.
"And aren't You ever the handsome man tonight!" she said as she wrapped her arms around him
in just as tight a hug as Delia had.
"I'm so glad you both could make it! Please, let me show you around!" Vickie said like an excited child.
It didn't take much to set her off but under the right circumstances, one would be caught by quite
the surprize to see just how congenial Victoria Meyer could be. Even if it were all an act. She thought
she had everybody fooled, and for the most part maybe she did, but Delia knew what she was.
After a quick tour of a small fraction of her sprawling home, Vickie brought the beautiful couple
to the main dining room. It was even more extravagant than in Delia's nightmare. The table looked
bigger, the chandelier was the size of a grand piano, everything just had more sparkle and shine.
It was then that Vickie made her move.
"If you don't mind, I'd like to borrow your gorgeous lady for a while" she said to Johnny.
Delia looked at him with such a deep rooted love. He smiled and turned to Vickie.
"Could I have a quick moment before you do?" he asked.
"Oh, but of course!" she said to him.
"I'll just be over there" she said, motioning towards the bar.
"Come find me when you two are done" she said to Delia with a glint in her eye.
She walked away and the two lovebirds conferred.
"Did you take it yet?" he asked nervously.
"Just before we got out of the car" she returned in the same nervous tone.
They stood, staring into each other's eyes. Then, a kiss. Vickie watched on from across
the room. Bathing in lustful envy.
"Here goes nothing" Delia said as she strutted away to meet this impossible night head-on.
Johnny watched this elegant woman take across the floor, every eye in the joint finding her.
"That's my girl..."
gravel path. Johnny pulled up to the front of the behemoth that was Vickie's home and was
met by the valet. Whenever she'd throw a big to-do, she'd be sure to hire as many workers
as it took for the night to go off without a hitch. She may have been a psychotic murderer
but the woman knew how to hob-nob with the best of them.
Johnny and Delia exit the vehicle looking like royalty. They are both dressed to the nines and
then some. The valet takes the car around to the side of the residence where an overflow-type
parking area held roughly forty other cars. They are met by a short but sophisticated gentleman
at the bottom of those lavish marble stairs.
"Detectives, please, come inside, the Lady is waiting" he said with a smile.
The three of them ascended that finely chiseled staircase. Once inside, they were handed off
to a butler that escorted them into the main gathering room. There were people scattered about
like ants at a picnic. All of the city's most powerful influences, no doubt. Vickie caught sight of her
Dee from across the room and came running.
"Delia! My God, aren't you stunning!" she cried as she grabbed her in a tight, welcoming hug.
She then looked over at Johnny. He smiled and held out his hand but Vickie wasn't biting.
"And aren't You ever the handsome man tonight!" she said as she wrapped her arms around him
in just as tight a hug as Delia had.
"I'm so glad you both could make it! Please, let me show you around!" Vickie said like an excited child.
It didn't take much to set her off but under the right circumstances, one would be caught by quite
the surprize to see just how congenial Victoria Meyer could be. Even if it were all an act. She thought
she had everybody fooled, and for the most part maybe she did, but Delia knew what she was.
After a quick tour of a small fraction of her sprawling home, Vickie brought the beautiful couple
to the main dining room. It was even more extravagant than in Delia's nightmare. The table looked
bigger, the chandelier was the size of a grand piano, everything just had more sparkle and shine.
It was then that Vickie made her move.
"If you don't mind, I'd like to borrow your gorgeous lady for a while" she said to Johnny.
Delia looked at him with such a deep rooted love. He smiled and turned to Vickie.
"Could I have a quick moment before you do?" he asked.
"Oh, but of course!" she said to him.
"I'll just be over there" she said, motioning towards the bar.
"Come find me when you two are done" she said to Delia with a glint in her eye.
She walked away and the two lovebirds conferred.
"Did you take it yet?" he asked nervously.
"Just before we got out of the car" she returned in the same nervous tone.
They stood, staring into each other's eyes. Then, a kiss. Vickie watched on from across
the room. Bathing in lustful envy.
"Here goes nothing" Delia said as she strutted away to meet this impossible night head-on.
Johnny watched this elegant woman take across the floor, every eye in the joint finding her.
"That's my girl..."
