<strong>EJ - Bar - Where'd everybody go?</strong><br/><br/>EJ wondered around the bar for a bit as the Playground Area emptied out.  There were no more excuses for his delay in meeting up with the three beautiful women in their chamber.  The bottles of champagne on the bar had begun to sweat in the heat of the room, leaving a puddle of water at their base.  The lingering scent of carnal excitement mixed with musky sweat, brought on by more than one kind of heat, hung in the air a little more thickly than usual this evening.  Even on a good day, the subtle tones were always there, subconsciously adding to the atmosphere of the room.  He gathered the remaining empties from the top of the bar.  Slowly, mindlessly, lost in thought, he cleaned the glasses and put them away.  It had been quite an evening.  While most others in these parts might have been sleeping, the Pleasure Dome's activities were just about to kick into another gear.  There was a reason there were rumors about the Dome.  There were reasons people flocked here from all over the world.  This was the place of legends . . . and secrets.  EJ wiped down the last of the glasses and placed it with the others, pausing, playing with Roxanne's key in his pocket.  As his mind began to wonder, thinking of the visions of beauty and the lustful activities he was to be privileged to witness, and hopefully partake in, the blood once again began to thicken his needy member, returning the ache of a much needed release.  He grabbed the bottles of champagne, wiped down the bar, and headed out of the Playground Area.