Micheal seemed pleased by her insightful question.  She was smart and resourceful, that much was apparent and now he knew that she was paying attention. He had left a trail of clues for her to decipher and she had cracked the proverbial code behind his behavior.  He admired that about her and his opinion of her went up even higher; she was going to make it in this business, he thought, and he only hoped that he was right.<br/><br/>Her next question left him chuckling softly. His questions and actions always had purpose and she had discerned what they were but she had barely scratched the surface.  That question had been spurred by her own brazen nature and a touch of his own lustful intentions.  But she didn't need to know that just yet.<br/><br/>So much happened behind the closed day of "Sinner's" that he had to struggle to keep up with the sheer amount of debauchery that unfolded within the Sanctuary.  Much of it was perfectly legal between consenting adults but not everyone would see it that way.  He wondered what she would think of it once she saw what was going on behind those closed doors.  The elevator continued its descent and he shrugged, leaning heavily against the chromed elevator wall.<br/><br/>"You got the idea.  I'm glad to see your eyes are open... and as for your last question, well... You will just have to wait and see, won't you?"<br/><br/>His grin was infectious.  The elevator chimed again and the doors opened, revealing the debauched splendor of the "Sanctuary".  The black and red motif of the upstairs part of the club were continued down here but the room was sprawling and much more dimly lit.  One far wall was lined with chains, cuffs and a plethora of other bondage equipment.  Most of it was in use by the clientele, many of them in various states of undress.  Many of them wore masks and little else. The employees were easy to discern, dressed in similar finery as those upstairs but with their breasts exposed or otherwise fetisized. Privacy booths and small private rooms sat off to one side while a large, raised stage dominated the center of the room.  A semi-circle of chairs and tables surrounded the stage and a trio of performers were having sex on the stage in elaborate costumes. Echoes of moaning and cries of pleasure filled the air and the scent of incense and sex was heavy.  Micheal stepped off the elevator and grinned wickedly.<br/><br/>"Welcome to the Sanctuary."