<div class="floatleft">(http://i1087.photobucket.com/albums/j480/Erion2451/5twvqe4m_tcmag_600.jpg)</div>Sara pulled up to the house and waited with the engine idling as she inspected the beautiful mansion.  Her teeth raked her lower lip as she read the hand written letter she'd found in her post.  She hadn't been to too many of these things and wasn't a member of an organized group.  That hadn't stopped her from hearing the faintest of whispered rumors about one of these last year.  She found that she was already nervous and excited and eager to have a very decadent filled weekend as she turned off the ignition to her car.<br/><br/>She smoothed her short skirt after she stepped out of the car and then reached for her bag that contained condoms, a few small toys, lotions, a toothbrush and a few other various personal commodities.  If this was the same type of party as last year, she really didn't need much and she could've left the toys behind, but they were a few of her favorites and she figured you could never have too much of a good thing.<br/><br/>Her heels clacked on the cobbled stones as she walked up the driveway and to the front door.  After a quick glance at her reflection in a window, she unbuttoned the third button of her teal colored blouse and then rang the bell.