Sinful Knowledge (The Millionaires Social Club) by Kat VonSant Page A

here by 6:00 and it is now already 5:50," said the voice on the other end.
    Emily sensed the irritation in his voice and knew he didn't compromise on punctuality.
    "I'm heading out right now, Sir."
    "Ok. You owe me, Emily. I do not like lateness nor sloppiness. Understand?"
    "Yes, Mr. Barker. I'm on my way."
    "Make sure you check in with Natasha when you get here. She's expecting you."
    "Yes, Mr. Barker. I will."
    Emily stood and glanced at the mess on her desk. Paper was everywhere, a coffee cup sat half full on the desktop and an extra pair of shoes was thrown underneath for good measure. She knew the mess would never get the stamp of approval of her boss. To him, everything was immaculate and was always in place. Even though the job was steady, her life seemed unsettled.   She often felt disconnected with fun and excitement and felt she had no social connection with anything. It must have been at least eight months since she had gotten laid and she was growing tired of her little latex friend she had been masturbating with every other day. It was a great stress reliever, but something had to give soon or she felt she would explode.  
    Monday is a good day to tackle that mess, Em. Life will still suck then too," she thought as she scrambled to gather her belongings.
    "Okay, Jen. I'm outta here," Emily panted as she slung her purse over her shoulder.
    "Good luck, dollface.   Give them everything you got...and I do mean everything, " remarked Jen in a tone that caught Emily's attention.

    ***

    The drive to Brad Barker's estate was all about twenty-five minutes and the whole time Emily kept fidgeting with her hair in the mirror and worrying about her makeup. It was the first time she had been to the place and her nerves were starting to get worked up the closer she got. The driveway itself must have been a half mile long, and that was after she got in through the guarded gate. He was definitely well-off.  
    There's no way he had built this type of lifestyle just from the firm and his real estate dealings, she thought. There's gotta be more to my little mystery man of a boss.
    The mansion sat back on a hill and was surrounded by some of the greenest grass and shade trees Emily had ever seen. Everything was intricate and well-manicured, just as she had expected. She could barely make out the movement of bodies off in the distance.  
    Must be the groundskeepers , she thought.  
    Geez...Jen was right , she realized as she parked and got out of her car. She felt that her 1992 Toyota Corolla   with peeling blue paint and rusted wheels looked quite out of place in this type of setting.  
    It is like a castle. Kinda creepy with it's old stone structure and stained glass windows. A whisk of cool air shot down Emily's spine making the hair on the back of her neck stand up as she approached the front door and rang the doorbell.  
    The door opened and a lady wearing a French maid outfit and heels and not much more stood before her. Her dark hair was every bit of perfect and her makeup was obviously of the finest brands and done to perfection like everything else.  
    "What the hell..." Emily found herself saying under her breath.
    "You must be Emily. I'm Natasha. Please, come in. We have a lot to do." Natasha's accent was noticeable and Emily guessed it must be of Russian origin.
    "It's Czech," remarked Natasha as if she was reading Emily's mind.
    "How did you...uh,...never mind," replied Emily.
    Emily walked in and the enormous size of the house was of no surprise. The ceilings were about twelve feet high at their lowest point and old paintings of what must be past relatives adorned the walls leading up the two sets of stair cases which formed a "U" to the second floor. Brad Barker's impeccable taste and orderliness was apparent everywhere. It was sparse, but well-decorated with expensive antique Venetian pieces. Everything had a place and everything was in its place.  
    "We need to get you out of that outfit right now so we