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Being a newspaper reporter, it has always been my job to uncover the truth.

The truth.

That elusive element hidden within each of us that we are afraid to reveal or

admit. I was given an assignment to investigate an exclusive club operating

in the Los Angeles area.

A sex club.

You don't date, huh?

Are we supposed to be married or something like that?

Just make it look like we know what we're doing.

And just how do swinging socialites act anyway?

Stick with me, look good, and keep your mouth shut.

I think I can handle that. By the way. What?

You look very nice to me. Oh, thank you.

Okay.

It was rumored that women were imported from around the world and auctioned off

to the highest bidder.

This was a chance for one of those career maker stories.

I couldn't pass it up.

Wow, this is intense.

There's nothing there.

Hello, welcome to the Jet Fit Club.

Hi, I'm Alex, and this is my friend John.

Pleasure to meet you, Alex. I'm Donovan. Thank you.

I don't believe I've seen you here before.

No, this is our first time.

It shows.

Sorry we didn't meet up there. That's okay. It's a common reaction among first

-timers. Would you and your friend care to stay and watch the show?

Sure.

Have a seat. Enjoy.

Thank you.

I guess my biggest reservation had to be that I was afraid of what I might see,

or perhaps that I might like it.

Either way, the truth was about to be revealed.

I would get the story of my life.

I'm sorry.

Hello.

Uh-huh.

oh oh

Bye.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Come on, let's get it in.

Okay.

Okay, Alex.

It was a very nice meeting.

Hope to see you again soon.

Sir.

Try to make it again tomorrow night.

It should prove to be most interesting.

Wouldn't want you to miss it.

So, how'd it go?

Oh, fine.

Fine?

Alex, come on. This is a juicy story here. Let's hear it.

Just a bunch of rich assholes looking for another thrill.

And that's it?

Well, we had a few drinks and then proceeded to watch a

couple fuck on stage.

Is that what you wanted to hear, Jerry?

Alex, this is a news-making story here.

You are going back tonight, right?

No, not tonight.

I'm surprising my boyfriend with the birthday dinner.

Oh, there's a newsworthy event.

Hey, Jerry. Huh?

Drop dead.

Look, just give me my story, Missy, okay?

Huh.

Fucker. Alice, what are you doing home?

Get out, bitch.

Look, look, this is not what she said.

It's not what I think.

You mean I didn't just watch you fuck another woman?

Oh, that must not be your cum all over her face.

Look, this was a birthday gift from a friend.

Oh, I see.

So then if your friend cares that much for you, go live off your friend.

Alex, I...

Get the fuck out now.

Go.

Motherfucker. Welcome to the Jet Set Club.

Very nice meeting.

Hope to see you again soon.

Yeah.

Try to make it again tomorrow night.

Who could be most interested?

I had decided to return to the club alone.

I couldn't believe it. There before my eyes was a young girl, couldn't be more

than 18, being auctioned off like a head of cattle.

An older gentleman won the bidding at $50,000.

I'll never forget what happened next.

Ah.

Yeah Yeah

Yeah, yeah

Yeah

I find it revolting to tell you the truth.

Really?

Like a bad car accident, maybe?

Can't seem to take your eyes off of it.

I'm not excited.

I find it revolting that people can participate in such a bizarre act.

You don't understand the rules.

We live by the principles of lust and profit tremendously from them.

Guess I'm just not that greedy.

I found it's better to accept ourselves for what we really are.

Humans are selfish, sexual creatures by nature.

Embrace it.

And experience the pure joys of being human.

Resist it.

And resolve yourself to live a mundane existence.

What makes you think my existence is so mundane?

You're here, aren't you?

I should go.

See you soon, Al.

You mean to tell me that this virgin went to the highest bidder and then he

deflowered her right there in front of everyone?

I wouldn't believe it unless I hadn't seen it myself.

Oh, shit. I've got to check this place out myself.

Shut up, Jerry. Do you want a story or jack-off material for your nightly trips

to the bathroom?

You know, it's hard to remain objective when you act like such a pervert.

Okay, okay, I'm sorry.

Damn, that shit turns me on.

This is Alex.

Hello, Alex.

Who is this?

I need to talk to you.

Donovan? I would really like to see you at the club tonight, Alex. There are

some things I would like to discuss with you.

Like what?

You.

What about me?

I don't think last night revolted you as much as you say it does.

Oh, really?

And just how would you know?

If it was really all that unpleasant.

Then why did you end up masturbating yourself to sleep, all the while

thinking about that young woman getting fucked?

Alex?

Yes? You're wet, aren't you?

This was becoming more than just a story.

I couldn't stay away.

Something about this whole lifestyle intrigued me.

Something was stirring deep inside me, causing me to want more.

Yeah.

Suck that cock.

Yes. Oh, man.

I can give you what you want, Alex.

What makes you think I'm looking for something?

You come to this club night after night, feeding off all those liberated people

in there.

And you go home, crawl in bed, alone.

Aren't you tired of being alone?

You want sexual experience, freedom.

You always stop short of just letting yourself go.

Let me help you.

You disgust me.

You're nothing more than a pervert with more money and power than you deserve.

And yet you return night after night.

You know what I think?

What? I think you want to give in.

Your desire is so strong I can smell it.

Fuck you, Donovan.

Now.

I now had enough information to finish my story and turn this creep into the

police, shutting this operation down forever.

But something inside me wanted to wait.

I was faced with a difficult decision.

Part of me wanted to take the next step and experience what Donovan referred to

as the initiation.

I wanted more.

I had made my decision.

I told Donovan I wanted to be initiated.

He promised to take good care of me.

No!

Oh.

Yep.

I was now a member of the Jet Set.

Donovan promised to show me new experiences and open doors I had never

known existed.

This was an opportunity that I couldn't pass up.

By the way, I never finished my assignment for the newspaper, but I

wrote one hell of a novel.

I might even get a movie deal out of it.