The Auction
MANY YEARS had passed since Eve’s chaptered induction into Plexus, and throughout those years she had never attended a sanctioned auction. Eve had offered pieces and purchased specific items, but those occurrences had always been executed through Irv. Having heard that these rare affairs were exquisite and elegant, Eve ensured her dress was pristine. Eve’s delicate and swooning curls fell atop a snug, full length coral strapless gown that broke mid-thigh. She wore white stilettos that tied together the few yet dazzling accessories of coordinated tropical colors. Once Eve pulled up to Sam’s house, she forwent her habitual alcohol intake. She wanted increased mental faculties for the evening. He was dressed in a remarkably fashionable, black and white winged tuxedo. Eve shuddere
