The massive stone building loomed over the extensive grounds like a forbidding castle in some gothic novel. Kari Wagner shook her head at the intimidating sight, at the thought of what the evening might hold.
Beginners lessons at a private b**m club. She’d gone insane. Really. Her mind had rotted completely away. Teaching high school, that’s what had caused her lapse in sanity. All those teenagers…
Her date, Brian—or Buck, as he liked to be called—grabbed Kari’s arm and pulled her through the front door. She slipped a little, and his grip hardened. “Damn, you’re slow.”
In the small entry room, a huge security guard stood behind a table, looking so ogrelike he was almost cute. “Good evening, sir, miss.”
“Good evening.” Kari closed her mouth before she called him Shrek.
He held out his
