By the time she returned home at midnight, Darla was both emotionally and physically spent after having had to work extra late, because of a car accident, for nearly six hours without so much as a 15 minute break. Darla was even more saddened by the fact that all the sex she now craved, and which she believed Pierre could giver her, would now have to wait weeks, possibly even months. Maybe, she thought, she make another doctor's appoint, as checked her messages and found only two from Pierre, one of which said that he had made it to Germania, and the other to say good night, but nothing erotic or dirty. Outside of the bedroom Pierre was a perfect gentleman, but in the bedroom he appeared to her to be the perfect master to serve. She then decided, after stripping out of her nurses uniform, to check her e-mail.
When she signed in she found three new messages. The first was from the mysterious messenger who sent a picture of a woman tied up naked in a hospital bed with two black cocks in her face with a caption underneath that said "say aaah?" To which she replied with a very short answer "Who are you!" The next message was from some fat weirdo who sent a picture of him and too much personal information, which she quickly deleted. The third one said:
"Darla, allow me to introduce myself I am 48 year old massage therapist and personal trainer who would love to help you fulfill your desires. I am the owner of the Powerhouse Gym on Center Ave. Please feel free to come in and check us out. If you like what you see and are agreeable send me a message. If you want to join or try a free trial membership, with no strings attached, please call Bridgette and she will sign you up over the phone. Yours Louis. P.S. I hope you enjoy the video."
As Darla read the message her pussy became wet; however, what really got her pussy wet was the video that he had sent. The video was a promotional shoot for the gym; however this one was obviously not meant for public viewing, but was done for her benefit only. The video opened with the thong bikini clad, grey haired, muscled bodied Louis explaining to Darla the location of the gym and of the rates of normal membership. However, at least for Darla, Louis was going to offer to her an after hours membership, but only if she responded within the next 48 hours and asked to schedule a one on one session with Bruno at 9:00 p.m., which was one hour before the scheduled closing of the gym to regular customers. He then signed off by looking directly into the camera and saying, "The staff here at the gym would love to have the opportunity to give you the workout of a lifetime, and I promise you a very special massage afterward. Call Bridgette soon, and remember ask for the 9:00 p.m. session with Bruno."
Darla's mind raced and her sexual urges awoke as she wondered what to do. Should she call this stranger and take him up on his offer, or should she decline and remain true to Pierre. As she thought about it and weighed her decision, she decided that only an erotic movie would help her make her decision, as she grabbed her keys and ran to the video store. She asked the pimply and fat cashier where the adult tapes were and he smiled and then pointed out the way. Inside the adult section there were three older men browsing and watching her. She saw hundreds of titles, but they all looked the same. Finally she found the one she was looking for, it was titled "Pumping Irene." She checked it out and headed for home. Once inside she checked her e-mail again and found the stranger had sent another message this time with a picture of a woman wearing a tight t-shirt and jeans being held by two construction workers, with a caption that read, "Which holes do you want drilled?"
Darla then smiled with desire at the thought of being double penetrated, but not before demanding the sender tell her who he was, and then went into her bedroom and opened the curtain. She could see nothing, but black night, though she knew that somewhere out in the blackness the stranger was watching. She then seductively stripped out of her hospital scrubs, much to the delight of her stalker, and then turned away from the window closed it and stepped into the shower. In the shower, Darla's mind drifted as she thought about Louis' message as her hand slipped to her cunt, while her free hand caressed and pinched her nipples, the sensation of which sent herself into a deep erotic trance as she pictured herself being fucked by two powerful men, as she came again and again. However, just before she could cum for a sixth time, Darla was woken out of her dreamy state suddenly as the hot water turned ice cold. She then quickly jumped out from under the freezing water, and to the realization that she had been in the shower over an hour. Despite the cold water, the bathroom was still very warm as she dried; however, as she opened the door she stepped naked into the cold air conditioning, which forced her nipples to hardened and stiffen, as the small apartment window air compressor fought to stave off the oppressive nighttime August humidity.
Darla then went into her bedroom without a towel on and started rummaging through her closet looking for her spandex sports bra and shorts. As she was looking the computer chimed "you have mail." She went over to her computer and found that her secret admirer had sent a picture of Kim Bassinger, in a shear slip from the 20th Century erotic movie 9 1/2 Weeks with a caption that said "Please dance for me Princess!" She quickly replied, sensing the sender was watching, "Only when you supply the music and men. But first you have to give me a hint of who you are. PLEASE." To which a reply quickly came, "I will reveal my existence to you in due time, and by appointment only."
Darla wondered about the cryptic response, and then strutted to the bedroom window and waved goodnight to her secret admirer and closed the curtain. She then walked over to the closet and pulled out her old aerobic suit, turned the light off, put the suit on and then oiled herself up with baby oil. Darla then set up her digital camera and raised her sports bra to massage the oil into her breasts. She then pulled out an old dumbbell and posed, and then put the disk into the drive and sent it to her stalker with a caption that said, "Are you man enough for me?" and then signed off before he could reply.
Not to soon after Darla's stalker received the taunting message and picture, his telephone rang. On the other end was Pierre, who related to him his plan to introduce Darla to his Raelian friends. The stalker was enthralled at the plan that Pierre had hatched to convert Darla into a Raelian sex toy; however, at least for the stalker, his role in Darla's life, was to be Pierre's eyes and ears, and for him to report back to him any problems. The only caveat was that the stalker was not to interfere in anyway with Darla at the gym, nor to any other situations that she might find herself in as a result of her associations with those she would likely meet at the gym. In return, Pierre had mailed to the stalker a copy of the key to Darla's apartment so that he could plant as many hidden cameras and listening devices as was necessary to monitor all of her activities.
Meanwhile, after Darla turned off the computer, she placed the X-rated video into the machine and watched. The first scene was of a woman lifting weights and Irene instructing her on the proper form. Eventually it led to a lesbian lick-fest, as Darla stood mesmerized in front of the TV rubbing her oily tits. All during the movie she played with herself as every new scene unfolded, the best being the scene where Irene was gang banged on the massage table, as hot oil was constantly poured all over her. Irene's final act was to be double fucked by the two largest cocks that Darla had ever seen and then let them cum all over her.