“I cannot believe that this day has nevertheless arrived,” an excited Nastya threw the few things in her bag that they were allowed to take with them.

- happy? - Lesha had been waiting for twenty minutes on the threshold.

- Of course! Straight even scary little.

- It was necessary to be afraid earlier.

- Thank you, dear! You are the best! - Nastya smacked her husband on the lips and began to hastily pull on her sneakers.

A white passenger Mercedes was waiting for them near the metro station, near which Anton was nervously smoking a cigarette.

- Well, what are we going? - he happily slapped Alexey on the shoulder, inviting him to the salon, - We are waiting for you alone.

Most of the minibus seats were empty. In the cabin, in addition to them, there were only Olesya and the dark-haired silent Katya.

- Something our squad thinned out - said Alex, flopping on the seat next to his wife.

- The rest were not allowed, - Olesya laughed from behind. Syphilis was found in our loving student, and Helena, inappropriately, began her periods.

- Eh, what a pity. This student was so eager, - Nastya giggled.

We drove off, accompanied only by the driver and the recent lecturer.

“I ask you to follow all the rules that I brought to you,” the attendant once again reminded while the minibus was taxiing from the parking lot, “we go for a long time, so while you can rest, sleep or watch TV.”

The windows of the car were closed outside with some plastic blinds, so it was impossible to determine the direction of movement. On the false wall, fencing off the driver, hung a small TV that broadcasts some kind of American fighter. Alexey took advice and fell fast asleep, lulled by an even roar of the engine. Several times on the way, they stopped to relieve the need for roadside bushes and smoke, and then again climbed into the warm cabin of the bus. In general, the road took a little over 7 hours. When the door opened and all the guests, blinking from the bright electric light, got out of the car, they were met by a pretty tall woman, in a short red dress, red high-heeled shoes, and black hair with blue tint, trimmed under a neat bob.

“Hello, my dears,” she spread her hands hospitably, “welcome to the Avantage base! Follow me, I'll tell you everything and show you.

Having stretched the muscles stiff in a long way, the group moved behind the guide, looking curiously around. Minibus stopped in some underground garage. Monolithic concrete beams with fluorescent lamps were mounted above their heads. Having climbed the spiral staircase upstairs, the group got into a small hall with soft white sofas. Without a word, the lady led them through a dimly lit corridor to a large, bright room with a massive oak table and lots of chairs from the same material. Crystal glass batteries gleamed on the table with some kind of red drink. The ceiling here soared up to seven meters, and on top of the golden chains came down a mighty crystal chandelier. Five doors led from the hall to different directions. Alexey also noticed a balcony fenced over with a railing and suggested that there is another floor upstairs. The conjecture was confirmed by the presence of a decorative ladder, floweryly descending from the balcony.

- Please, sit down, - the woman made a broad gesture with her hand, - have a drink. Dinner will be a bit later. My name is Milan and I'm here like the manager.

Young people sat around the table.

“Let me tell you some rules,” a sweet smile never left the woman’s face, “now that you’re here, you have to do all this ...”

It turned out that “volunteer assistants”, as the manager called them, were forbidden to contact each other by name in the presence of VIP guests.But, since these guests will arrive only tomorrow, there is still time to get comfortable in a new world and get to know each other better.

- You will be settled in separate triple rooms in a random order, - the lady looked attentively at the attendees once more, - you were already warned that all attachments and connections that owned you outside these walls should be temporarily forgotten. Each by itself! If there are scenes of jealousy, then you will immediately be excluded. I remind you that VIP clients may be masked, unlike you. Just as for clothes. We have it typical - men have black boxer shorts and, if desired, a black T-shirt, sandals. Women have dark lace underwear and dark open shoes. All this you will find in the wardrobe of your rooms. Change of linen there is enough. It is forbidden to walk around naked.

Also, “volunteers” will receive individual bracelets, which will simultaneously be magnetic keys to the rooms. It is assumed that no one except the owners will be able to get into the apartment without prior consent. The rules separately stipulate that even VIP clients do not have the privilege of disturbing volunteers if they are in their rooms.

“But this does not mean that you should sit there for days,” Milana warned instructively, “because you did not come here for this at all, you should enjoy yourself and deliver it to others.” This is your mission for the next three days.

- Will they feed us? - with the most serious look brunette asked Katya.

Milana's lips spread into a smile.

- Well, of course! - She explained, - We have three meals a day. Immediately warn that alcohol is strictly prohibited, with the exception of dry red wine, which will be served for dinner. Eat and drink will have to crumble, as this will be the basis of your activity. You will surely notice a dramatic increase in libido in the near future. You should not be afraid - it is only the result of the action of some completely harmless food additives.

We listened to Milan silently and with interest. She looked at her watch.

- The second group will arrive soon, so I have to hurry. You can ask me questions at any time, and now I ask you to come into my office, ”she pointed to the door covered with white leather,“ one by one. I will give you bracelets.

Nastya looked at the huge hall quite a bit, clutching a travel bag in her hand. Her eyes glittered spellbound. The dream finally began to come true. Together with her husband, they climbed the stairs to the balcony, guided by small illuminated signs with the inscription "living rooms". The arrows led them into a long wide corridor with a row of identical white doors.

- Well? Will seek? - Lesha gambled at Lesh and put his hand to the lock of the near door. Nothing has happened. The first lucky Nastya. The second door with the edge clicked softly and opened slightly.

“Oh, I think I'm at home,” she said gaily.

- Well, then I'll go look for my apartment, - Alexey, leaned over to his wife and gently kissed her on the lips.

Nastya looked around - the room was small, about sixteen square meters. Along the far wall, with two large square grooves, glowing with dull light, which, apparently, were supposed to imitate the windows, there were three single beds covered with white terry covers. The lower part of the walls was painted in bright red color, which, closer to the ceiling, smoothly flowed into white. Along the left wall is a large chest of drawers on five drawers, and right behind it in an arc, a huge, curved mirror went to the ceiling, due to its curvature, reflecting almost the entire room. Opposite the beds hung a healthy plasma screen, silently broadcasting some erotic scenes. Nastya took off her sneakers and walked over the soft carpet of the floor. In the air there was a pleasant orange aroma, which tuned to a playful mood. The girl threw her bag on the outer bed and, dancing, walked over to the dresser, opening the top drawer. As promised by Milan, the box was filled with the same type of sets of women's lace underwear, ...