It started with an email in her inbox.
By day, she was Alexandra, a mild-mannered businesswoman. Successful, hardworking and by all accounts ordinary. Some people at her job thought her a bit frumpy and low key. She was friendly but not the social type. She rebuffed more than a few offers for drinks after work or the chance to "hang out with the girls." Most nights would find her curled up with a book and the occasional hot toddy. Alexandra dated but nothing serious. Her weekends were filled with the occasional shopping trip, concert or local festival. By all accounts she was an ordinary girl.
But this Friday, she got an email in her work email and all it said was this,
"Hi Lexi...want to be bad? Check your personal email and respond yes if you do."
Her stomach instantly got butterflies, this was a shock to say the least. She reached for her phone and opened her personal email. The top email had the subject Does Lexi want to bad? She opened it and it the following e-mail was in it
Hi Lexi,
If you're reading this, you really have a need to break out of that hum drum life you've been in. If you do, reply that you are interested and you will be given further instructions. Do not ask questions of what's going on and follow every instruction that you are given. You will have a weekend that will be unforgettable...If you are not interested, ignore this email and you will not be bothered again...ever. If you do not respond in 30 minutes, it will also be considered non-interest. Alexandra looked at her watch, 17 minutes had passed since she had received the email. She hit reply on the email and typed 2 words.
"I'm interested"
The reply to her interest was almost instantaneous
Very good Lexi,
You will leave your job early today, but you will not need your car. A limo will pick you up. It will take you to your first destination. Further instructions will be in the limo and at your destination. The limo will be waiting for you in 15 minutes.
Lexi, that was a name she hadn't been called since college. She had some mildly freaky times in college but by most standards they were considered tame. She was mildly curious nonetheless, what was in store for her?? Telling her colleagues that she was taking off early for the weekend she got no curious looks or queries. Most figured that she was going to a concert upstate and was trying to beat the traffic. Since she worked in a busy office building no one thought twice about the limo out front and no one noticed that burly gentleman opening the door for her to get in this limo.
When she got in, she noticed that she was alone. There was an envelope on the opposite bench seat that had Lexi printed on the face of it. She opened the envelope and was stunned to see a black charge card with her name on it, the letter enclosed read thusly
"This card has no limit, and no need to be paid back. The driver will take you a haberdashery and you will meet with a stylist who will fit you in stylish clothes for the weekend. You will wear the specific outfit that you are given, you will pay for the clothes with the black card then return to the limo for further instructions.
Lexi was even more intrigued, she loved to shop and thought she had very stylish taste but apparently, someone had other ideas. She had little time to ponder this as she was pulling in front of one of the high-end clothing retailers in town. She got out of the limo and walked in. She was greeting by an older lady who seemed to know that Lexi was coming and it was the highlight of her day.
"Miss Lexie! So very good to see you! I'm Janelle your stylist. We will get you situated right away!" For the next hour or so, Lexi was fussed over and fitted in several outfits. Stylish suits, classy and slick skirts and conservative blouses and tops. These were outfits that she would have likely bought, though not all at once. Though she made good money, these outfits would have been months of her salary to acquire all at the same time. After about a dozen outfits were selected and fitted. Janelle came up to her with the final outfit. A skirt that was much shorter and form fitting that the others and a top that while not revealing anything left little to the imagination. Add to this a pair of pair high stiletto heels and had it not been still the middle of the afternoon, might have been choice wear to a party or nightclub. When Alexandra looked in the mirror, she saw Lexi her freaky alter ego standing there looking back at her and it excited her. She was about to take the outfit off and look for her clothes when Janell shook her head and said "Oh no my dear, you will be leaving in that. Your other clothes have been packed up and are in your limo." Alexandra then knew that Lexi was out to play for the weekend. She shrugged and after locating the black card that she had been given earlier, squared up the clothing bill and headed back to the limo.
To Lexi's surprise there was another envelope waiting for her.
Sexy Lexi,
You look very nice with the ordinary clothes, but what you are wearing suits you better. You are going to the airport where a jet will be waiting to take you to your next destination. Enjoy some champagne but don't over indulge when the jet reaches its destination another limo will be waiting. Get in and you will be further instructed.
Where was Lexi going?
When Lexi got to the airport, she was taken straight to the tarmac where a small jet was waiting for her. She exited the limo and got onto the jet. Again, she was the only one on the jet but it was laid out with a tray of Hors d'oeuvres and a split of Cristal was on ice waiting for her. She noshed on the finger sandwiches and sipped a bit of the bubbly but was still curious. Where was she going and what was waiting for her. She did still have her purse and that did have her gun in it, she didn't think she would need it but still it was a nice reassurance to have. When she felt the plane bank and descend she looked out the window and smiled. She was landing in Chicago, a city that she always enjoyed being in. She was mildly disappointed that her shopping trip wasn't on Michigan Avenue, she could have done some real damage there. In any case as she exited the jet another limo was waiting for her on the tarmac and she could have sworn the limo driver was the same one that took her to the jet back home.
When she got into this limo and once again another envelope was waiting for her. When she opened this one it had the following instructions.
You are being taken to a hotel. Go to the front desk and ask for the company suite of Black Bandit Enterprises. You will get a key card and a room number. Go to the room and do exactly what you are told. Lexi grew even more excited. She had no idea what was in store for her but she was looking forward to it.
When she reached the hotel, it was one of the city's best. An all-suite hotel and a high rise just off the Chicago Gold Coast. She exited the limo and went to the front desk, a bit worried that her party girl outfit would put off the front desk clerk. She cleared her throat and her voice was a bit meek, more than she would have normally been. "I'm...I'm here for the Black Bandit Enterprises Suite."