After browsing on his phone for a half hour, Aaron hears the doors to the conference center. One after another a long line of ladies exits in single file formation. Their hair is all styled in the same sleek bun and they all have a blank look on their face. The ladies are all professionally dressed in shinny blouses, suit jackets, pencil skirts, heels and nylon stockings. One after another they walk through the lobby to waiting shuttles out front. Aaron gets up from his seat and address one of the ladies."Where are all the guys?" he does not get a reply. She ignores him and continues walking to the shuttle. At the end of the line is Jessica Johnson. Unlike the others, she does not have a blank look. She sees Aaron and smiles.
"Hello there," she says while approaching him. "Were you supposed to be in the conference?"
"I was," Aaron replies, " I was, otherwise occupied and ended up getting locked out. What is going on, who are all these ladies and where are the guys?"
Jessica sizes up the young man and smiles. "The answer to your question is quite complex. How about you come to my room for an explanation."
Alarm bells ring in Aaron's mind and he backs away. "No thanks, I'll figure it out myself." He takes another step away from Jessica. This time he backs right into one of the security guards.
"Please," Jessica says with a sadistic grin, I insist." Before he can react, Aaron feels a thud on the back of his head, everything goes black.
