This part of Samantha's story only has a couple more chapters to go. "New Horizon's Las Vegas" is in the works but not for a while. thanks to all my loyal readers. You're the best.
It had been difficult to say good bye to the petite bundle of sexual energy known as Jan, but she assured me in our final moments together that she was going to make my arrival in Las Vegas a special event.
Now it was time to concentrate on the situation at hand. I had less than a week to go before our first training session in Las Vegas. Two highly sexual events were to take place in that week on top of all the meetings and hour of preparation necessary for the successful launch of Totally Woman Las Vegas, and we were determined that it would go so smoothly that other locations would be lining up for franchise approval. Already, Laurie and Wendy had made several trips to mysterious locations to meet with interested groups.
The next event, and a very important one indeed, would be Danni's orientation. It was important in that it represented a new level of success in recovering members that had rejected our offers. At the same time, no matter how hard I tried to just relax and accept whatever it was that Beth had planned for me, there was a level of concern that kept waking me in the middle of the night for some reason. I knew that she would never allow anything harmful or extremely painful to happen, yet the feeling of foreboding persisted.
I'd made several attempts to contact Beth, Jillian or Heather, but they were successfully avoiding me and when I tried to get information from Laurie or Wendy, they simply said that it had nothing to do with them, which I knew was just a way to blow me off.
The day before the orientation, I received a call from Beth, but when I answered, she simply said to check my email frequently for more information, and she was gone.
I started checking it about every fifteen minutes and about an hour later I received an unsigned email in which I was advised to be at the orientation a half hour early. I was also reminded that as a member of the ceremony group, I would be required to be nude for the entire ceremony. Her last words were the ones I heard the loudest. "Due to some changes in the format, and the apparatus being used, the ceremony is expected to last longer than normal. Changes? What kind of changes? Apparatus???? Oh wait now!
A little later on, there was a second email which was on a standard memo form, again unsigned. It simply announced that "Due to an unusually high level of interest in tomorrow's orientation, the location has been changed." The next line gave the location and directions but on my copy, it was blacked out and typed in below it were the words, "see special instructions to follow."
Minutes later, another message was received. "Dear Samantha, due to logistics problems and other considerations, I have arranged for you to be picked up at your home at five-thirty tomorrow evening. Please be ready to go at that time. You will be returned to your home at the conclusion of that activities. It was signed by someone named Collette, who I'd never heard of.
What logistical problems could there possibly be? I was getting more and more confused and concerned. At some point later, Beth sent me an email which helped explain things, but by that point my paranoia had reached fever pitch.
"Samantha," it said. "I know that by this time, you are wondering what is going on and why the secrecy. As a member of the management team, you know how important secrecy is in making the ceremonies as meaningful and memorable as possible. As with all orientation, the host chapter was randomly selected and it is they who choose whether to follow the standard format or apply for permission to vary in any way from that format. When you requested permission to monitor Danni's orientation, it was they who had to accept or reject your request.
On presentation of your request, they rejected the request as presented. The catching point was your presence in a not-participatory roll. The would, however, enthusiastically approve, with one provision. They requested the right to modify the ceremony, subject to approval, to more deeply involve you in the actual ceremony. The committee took their plan under advisement and approved the request as long as it was presented in its final form and approved by the committee five days prior to the ceremony.
To ensure its prompt approval and expedite the approval process, two advisors from the committee were recruited to follow the process through step by step. The end result is a completely revised ceremony for this specific occasion. A lot of planning and preparation went into the ceremony, Samantha. To show Danni your level of commitment to her safety and well being, you will be intimately involved in portions of her orientation and induction. At the end of her ceremony, there will be a second ceremony which will be conducted by a separate group. This ceremony will be in honor of your promotion, and to induct you into the management family of Totally Woman. During this ceremony, certain basic apparatus will be used, which has been approved by the ceremonial steering committee.
So relax and stop worrying your pretty face into those ugly frown lines. Just go along with everything, enjoy the evening, and know that I am jealous of you. I wish it were me that was going to be there for Danni. We'll be there for you though."
I took two sleeping pills and went to bed.
I awoke with a fuzzy mouth to find my bedding wrapped around me like a long lost lover. The shower felt wonderful so I stayed in until the hot water was completely gone. An hour later, my hair was brushed out, smooth and soft, and I sat naked on the couch, with my coffee and a bagel. The thought of food did nothing for me but I knew I'd need to eat something.
I paced the floor all day long, getting nothing accomplished at all, just working off nervous energy that threatened to get me committed. At four, I threw on a skirt and pullover since I I knew they would be coming off in a short time anyway. A pair of loafers that I could kick off easily was all I added and I was ready.
At exactly five-thirty, a car came to get me, driven by the same girl that had picked me up for my orientation. "Hi there," she said, brightly. "Isn't it exciting? I mean it's going to be something brand new and all, and so many people are coming. It's like opening night at the theater."
"You only say that because you aren't the main course on the menu," I replied.
