Dormant Wolf

The Bar

NIMERA

After 15 minutes on the road I pulled up front and put my car in park. One perk of being a Junior Partner was being able to afford the astronomical valet rates in this city. A valet ran over and opened my door. I stepped out and put my keys and a 20 into his hand, “be careful with my baby.” I saw his eyes light up as he noticed what I was driving. Perk of being a valet in Boston is getting to drive pretty much every car imaginable.

I walked up to the door bypassing the line and noticed Bruce was on duty tonight. “Hey Bruce, how are the kids?”

“Growing up way too fast, Maddie has her first date tomorrow night!” He all but screamed at me.

I laughed, “That girl is going to be a first-class heartbreaker Bruce, don’t worry about those boys yet, she is going to eat them up and spit them out.”

He grinned at me, “Ya, you are probably right, the rest of the ladies are already in, have fun tonight.”

He pulled back the rope for me and I walked into the lobby.

Being friendly around here opens lots of doors. About a year and a half ago I was waiting at the front of the line and started chatting with Bruce. He mentioned that his day job was guarding none other than Max Cintro one of the wealthiest businessmen in Boston, who was having a hard time finding a good engineer to manage the landscape improvement on his business campus and thus had been a complete asshole lately.

Apparently, he had fired 4 separate engineers in the last 2 weeks. I mentioned that I work as an engineer and asked what the project was. Turns out Mr. Cintro is passionate about environmental conservation and wanted to tear out all the concrete in the courtyard his buildings surrounded and create a green oasis in addition to a few more areas. I gave Bruce my card and told him to have Mr. Cintro call me as I just so happened to specialize in ecological projects such as that.

That project started me on an unstoppable upward trajectory slowed only by my asshole boss who couldn’t handle a woman, let alone one so young, showing him up. The commission alone was more than double any yearly salary I had ever taken and the contacts I made were priceless. Mr. Cintro was now on my personal client list and though he was a colossal pain in the ass he shared my desire for perfection, and we worked well together.

Ever since Bruce was able to solve Mr. Cintro’s engineer conundrum he has been given a substantial pay raise and now bends over backwards for me. While I never expected anything in return especially since it was a mutually beneficial happenstance, I don’t argue when he is able to get me and my friends into one of the most exclusive clubs in the country.

I pulled myself out of my thoughts as I approached the desk. Everybody had to sign an NDA prior to entering Euphoria, hence why they had a lobby. The ultra-wealthy tended to play here, and Euphoria wanted to protect their clientele. I appreciated this layer of protection as it meant I never had to worry about my personal life here affecting my professional life. Everyone who frequented Euphoria had the same understanding that what happens here stays here.

“Ah miss Willard so nice to see you again,” Triss greeted. She immediately handed me the paperwork without any introduction since I was a regular.

“Hey Triss, you know you can call me Nim right?”

She chuckled, “Miss Willard we have this discussion every time you visit, I intend to maintain my professionalism with the clients.”

“Ah is that what I am?” I winked at her, we had fooled around in the past and it just so happened that she was the Gatekeeper here, a fact that I didn’t know until I started visiting Euphoria.

She smiled and shook her head. I handed the completed paperwork to her, and she glanced over it to ensure I signed the right places and nodded. “Alright, head-on in.” She pressed a button behind her desk and unlocked the Gateway. Kind of cheesy but that was part of the charm.

I stepped through the door careful to fully close it behind be and pondered where I should start. Just then I got a text.

(Miranda)

Nim, get your ass to the bar.

Well that made up my mind, I opened the door to the rooftop bar and headed up. This was one of the tamer levels, although it was nicknamed the Garden of Eden because any level of nudity was allowed up here.

I emerged onto the roof and was instantly surrounded by greenery. The entire roof was surrounded by trees and plants so that the outside world couldn’t see in, and you couldn’t see out. It was a truly magical experience, especially inside the city. I spotted Miranda at the bar with Cass and Aly. As I walked up Miranda saw me and whistled. “Damn girl, you look good enough to eat!” Miranda was a gay as the day is long and though we kept up a constant stream of flirting we both knew it was just for fun.

The other girls turned and ran over to hug me, I laughed as they slammed into me and nearly sent all three of us to the ground. I hugged the two sisters back as Miranda sauntered over with a shot. “You are three behind, so you better catch up.” Miranda grinned as she held out a shot of clear liquid.

I released the twins and grabbed the shot, throwing it down instantly. The liquor burned down my throat and I smiled back at them. “Well, what are we waiting for, let’s go get me caught up.” The sisters cheered and each grabbed an arm and hauled me to the bar with Miranda close behind laughing at their antics.

I had known Cass and Aly since college. We all ended up in the same Intro to Art History class. We had assumed it would be a good blow off to complete a university requirement but boy were we wrong. I can’t complain though because it gave me two friends for life. The twins had moved back to Boston right after college to complete law school and joined their family law firm. Meanwhile I had spent a few years in Seattle, then a couple in Austin chasing the next big thing.

Miranda was a resident at the local hospital, and we happened to meet during an accidental trip to the emergency room shortly after I moved to Boston. It didn’t take long for the 4 of us to click and spend most of our free time together.

The bartender poured us all shots of whatever the hell Cass ordered but placed three in front of me. I groaned as I picked up the first shot and they cheered and grabbed theirs. I lifted my shot and said, “let’s drink the week away!”

We all clinked glasses and tossed back our shots, only I had two more. I cringed as I tasted the vodka Cass picked, typical that she would choose something unbearably sweet. I steeled myself and got down the remaining two. Now that we were all sufficiently tipsy, we wandered around the groups of people in various stages of undress and over to a few lounge chairs around a small gas fire and settled in as we started sharing how our weeks went.

About an hour and one more drink later we had spent enough time talking and were ready to join the party downstairs. We paid our bill and walked down the flight of stairs to the main floor. We could feel the pulse of the music coming from the dance floor, we opened the door to the club and were immediately hit with the color changing lights cutting through the darkness and the blaring music.

We pushed our way through the crowd until we found an open spot and started dancing. The twins were already dancing together drawing the eyes of multiple men, meanwhile I grabbed Miranda and we started dancing and spinning each other around. Once Miranda and I were sufficiently glistening with sweat we headed to the bar. "Cass, Al, we're heading to the bar," I hollered over to them.

They nodded and returned to dancing with the man they had under their spell. Those two were something else, once they set their sights on someone, they didn't stop until all three or even four of them were in bed together. They never had any trouble finding willing partners, men quickly found themselves addicted to those girls though I'm not entirely sure why. Sure, they are goregous but they manage to get even the most dominant men following them around like puppies in a matter of minutes.

I refocused on following Miranda through the crowd to the bar.