I know all this because Dominick and I were there that night.
He was dressed in leather pants and a coal back t-shirt, I in a long, flowing and nearly transparent gown of brilliant white. When we arrived, the festivities were already underway, with the unbridled cries of beaten women and s****l passion filling the air. Guard dogs, huge mastiffs, roamed the barn and the grounds nearby to guard against unwanted intruders hoping to satisfy their curiosity.
As soon as we arrived, I could feel the panic clutching at my throat. Dear god, Dominick, what is this!
Its where well spend the evening, he came back evenly.
But I-uh
Hush, girl, the tenor of his voice rattled my bones. You have nothing to fear with me.
Right. Nothing to fear.
I tried to remain calm, but it wasnt easy.
