The bouncer didn’t give Trixy the time to ask if she could bring her ‘consort’ along with her. Not wanting to miss this opportunity, Trixy walked into the door that he held open for and then promptly closed once she passed. On the outside, she maintained confidence and allure, but couldn’t deny the pang of fear at being closed off from the rest of the group so abruptly. Beatrix shook off the fear, she had been in worse situations before and she knew she could handle her own. Trixy found the office door the bouncer had mentioned. 

Seeing the annoyance of the boss-man, she decided to turn up the charm a little. “My name is Beatrix de la Croix, I came with interest in the VIP section of the club.” Trixy remembered what the bouncer said, the boss was all about business, but he enjoyed money and sex as well. With that in mind, she shifted her weight so that one hip jutted out and her body was in line with his sight and gave a seductive smile “But, based on what the doorman said, the real question is what do you want from me?” she asked, with a purposeful breathlessness to her voice.