Interesting night

KYLE

Idon't know what came over me when I walked into the club. I'd been there a hundred times before, and this time wasn't any different...or so I thought. The Gathering was nothing new to me I would walk in, look over my options, and make my selection.

I knew I had more money than the richest man in the room; I knew all the men wished they were me, and that all the women wished they were with me. Kyle Cunningham was a name that circulated around the club often. The atten- dees knew that I was a no-nonsense kind of man, and when I wanted some thing, I was not afraid to get out there and take it.

I sauntered through the room, making eye contact with everyone I passed but not bothering to hold their gazes for long. I had more important matters that needed my attention, and I was going to address those before anything else. Cora, the stage manager, was making her normal announcement, filling the

time before the first of the lots would appear. I was used to this speech; it was

the same t