Autumn knew well she was late , very late. She had promised herself over and over that she be there twenty mintues before, now it's twenty minutes after. She ran as fast and hard as she could towards the club building. The only main reason she came was so she could sketch out all the things that happen at this club. Once she got inside, her eyes widen and her jaws dropped in awe. The place was so admirable, if she had more room on her sketch pad, she draw every single  ounce of this whole place in one page but sge knew that's never going to happen.<br/><br/>As she walked the halls, she looked from left to right both admiring the place and wondering where she needed to go. She was a tad bit lost. She hated being lost, she hated being lost anywhere, even if it's a store. All around she looked until something struck her, a women being fucked, dominated. Hard.<br/><br/>From there, Autumn quickly took out her pencil and began to sketch the three at play of their bdsm. A woman had a strap-on, there was a man, and another woman as the bottom. Autumn sketched it all, objects, body of the three, the room, and the emotions they all had. She had gotten so in her drawings that she gets sidetrack at the times.