This is a sequel to the Exclusive Club series. These chapters retell part of the story of Exclusive Club, but from Melody's perspective.
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Chapter 1 - Memories
Melody looked at the envelope. It was from the Cascade Club and Casino in Las Vegas. This was the same club where she and her husband had been lured to two months ago as part of a phony vacation contest. As part of the contest they'd been awarded two nights in a luxury suite and five thousand house dollars for gambling and entertainment. She couldn't decide whether or not to open it as she recalled her earlier experiences.
Two Months Ago
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They flew to Las Vegas first class, all expenses paid. A limo was supposed to be there, but when they got off the plane none of the limo drivers were holding a card with their name. "Maybe he'll meet us at baggage claim," said Bill.
Then a handsome young man approached, "Excuse me are you Mr. and Mrs. Henderson?"
"Why yes," Bill responded.
"I'm Walter from the Cascade Club."
"How did you know it was us?" asked Bill.
"I was shown pictures of Mrs. Henderson," he said and after an almost imperceptible pause, "and you."
"Oh, I see. Uh, where did they get a picture of us?"
"I don't know sir. Shall we retrieve you baggage?"
Once their baggage was stowed in the trunk and they were seated it the stretch limo, Walter told them to help themselves from the bar. They had had cocktails on the plane, but how could you turn down a free drink.
The casino was about a mile away from the strip. Neither of them had heard of the Cascade Club and the website gave few details except that it was an exclusive, member's only club. The exterior of the Club was very nondescript and they both looked at each other with raised eyebrows when the limo stopped outside.
They were met outside the door by a uniformed bellman who greeted them by name and held the double mahogany doors open for them. There didn't appear to be a lobby. It was more like stepping into an exclusive men's club with dark wood and expensive furniture. The only way to describe it was opulent and Melody grinned at Bill.
There was no front desk to be seen and an attractive young woman dressed in a sari greet them and her name tag said her name was Vasundhara but she introduced herself as Vasi and spoke with a delightful English accent.
She led them into an office and offered them a seat before she handed Bill a registration form and asked them both to sign. She informed them that the club would be taking pictures and possibly videos for promotional purposes and the form gave the club exclusive use of these. Also, she added, the club may provide them with evening wear if the clothes they'd packed didn't fit the club's atmosphere.
This made Bill smile at his wife. They didn't own any evening wear; much less bring it with them. Vasi went on to explain that any evening wear or jewelry loaned would remain the club's property.
"And all your meals and drinks, including room service are covered as part of your package," continued Vasi.
This is going to turn into a wonderful weekend thought Bill as he looked where to sign on the form he'd been given. It did seem unusually long with a lot of small print, but with the pretty Indian woman smiling at him and concerned that it would make him appear foolish, he signed it without reading. Melissa smiled and signed below his signature.
Vasi informed Melissa that her schedule was a little fuller than her husband's this evening because she had an appointment in the beauty salon to be ready for their evening's entertainment.
After that, she suggested that they come with her for a short tour of the club before showing them to their suite. In the casino, the first thing that the young couple noticed was that all of the gamblers were dressed in tuxedos or elegant evening wear. It was like something out of an old movie.
Vasi showed them to their suite and they were amazed. It was probably a thousand square feet with a hot tub, fireplace and a complimentary bar. They were both surprised to see that their suitcases had been unpacked and clothes hung or put-away in drawers.
Just before Vasi left she turned to Melody. "Mrs. Henderson I apologize, but the only appointment that I could get for you at the salon is in one half an hour."
As soon as Vasi left, Melody checked to see where her vibrator was and found it still in the suitcase, discreetly moved to a side pocket.
"Well I guess we don't have too many secrets to hide here do we?" she said to Bill, holding up her orange and black, gopher shaped toy.
He laughed. "Can you believe the casino? I felt like Humphrey Bogart was going to walk up any minute."
"I know, I was thinking the same thing." The both laughed. "I don't have much time, I'd better change," she added.
They both put on the nicest clothes that they had brought with them. Fortunately Bill had packed a suit and Melody a dress, but they realized that their clothes didn't compare to what the other patrons were wearing.
"You look lovely," offered Bill.
"Thank you dear; although I feel a little underdressed."