Micheal's dark blue eyes were wandering over her body again as she spoke, this time lingering longer than might have been considered polite.  He paid more attention to the soft, feminine curves she possessed, just how alluring her stockinged legs looked in those tall heels she wore. She truly was a beautiful woman and he found it intriguing that he was so drawn to her.  He had had many women before her but she had a certain quality to her that was hard to pin down, hard to discern, hard to define.  Perhaps only in time would he recognize it for the attraction it truly was.<br/><br/>She dressed with the same practiced refinery that many of his other employees but she carried herself with the nervousness of a woman who was still all so new to everything in his world.  She had worked in the high powered sector of finance before but this club of his was different and demanded much more of her.  She would come to be part of it in time but for now, the greatest surprise and perhaps challenge lay ahead.<br/><br/>He took her words with a knowing nod, that smile of his gleaming with approval.  He reached forward and pushed a hidden button on the otherwise featureless wall and waited as the elevator began its slow climb upward.<br/><br/>"Very good.  You at least have some minute understanding of what I am about to show you.  Remember that discretion is one of the most important things I value here, as is the reservation of judgment.  What you are about to see is the true nature of this club and the real reason we call it Sinner's."<br/><br/>With a faint ding, the elevator doors, disguised as wall paneling, parted and he ushered her inside the smooth, chrome-walled elevator.  It was small enough to fit four people smugly.  The doors closed without a whisper of sound behind them and Micheal reached over and pushed one of the pair of buttons on the panel.  Their descent began.<br/><br/>"Any questions before I show you what has made me quite the rich man?"