just hang out at his place, thinking of ways to make and spend money.
Jokingly during one of our many discussions of moneymaking schemes, I make a suggestion about selling my blood because it has unique qualities that can heal human diseases without turning a person into a vampire. I was vague with the details about why my blood is unique, but he’s used to my evasiveness now so he doesn’t try to ask more questions. That night, we came up with the idea to harvest my blood and sell it on the Black Market. Brainstorming, we realized we could make billions on my blood if we can figure out how to sell it anonymously.
Unfortunately, Tyler and I haven’t found a way to get into the Black Market and remain completely anonymous. We decide that we would start storing away a few pints of my blood every week. As an employee of the blood bank, they have trained him on how to draw blood and he has all the equipment at work to do it after hours. When we do figure out how to make a profit from selling my blood, we will have the blood already available. I will continue to stockpile my blood in my basement without anyone’s knowledge until that time comes.
Chapter 12
Five years later…
Blixen has become one of my favorite hangouts since I stumbled into her bar years ago running from Jalik. The food is decent, the club is smaller than the other clubs nearby, but the new spacious floor plan does not make me feel claustrophobic. The cashier is off to the right, just inside the door. Blixen recently added a tall reception desk enclosed by safety glass that the cashier can sit behind and not worry as much about her safety. There is a small area in front of the reception desk for security to check people for weapons. Blixen has even added small shoebox sized lockers for people to rent while they are inside the club. After the reception area, the double doors that separate the club from the reception area remain closed until security allows the person entry.
Once inside, tall, round bar tables fill most of the main or upper floor of the club. The entire club is dark and slightly musky from so many bodies crammed together. The upper floor is most popular for voyeurs looking to catch a show on the dance floor but want to stay uninvolved. There is a bar at the back of the upper floor so the voyeurs don’t have to go downstairs to refill their drinks.
A wide staircase goes down to the lower level. When I first came into the bar years ago, there was only one floor. Blixen closed the place down and renovated everything.
I will be first to admit the new layout is much better and caters to more people.
At the foot of the stairs, the railing prevents people from spilling their drinks directly on to the huge dance floor that dominates most of the lower level. Only underneath the upper level can someone find a table or one of the limited plush booths nestled against the walls. Blixen recently created a VIP section for those who want to reserve tables, but seating is very limited and very expensive.
Near the back of the lower level on the left side, opposite of the VIP area on the right side, is the bar. There is a guarded stairway between the bar and the VIP section. These stairs lead to the specialty rooms Blixen added upstairs in the back during the renovation a few years ago. The laws in Arizona are a little more lax in regards to what can and can’t happen at a nightclub. For a large monthly fee, Blixen members can have access to the upstairs fantasy rooms for encounters in which they would like a little more privacy. Each of the five fantasy rooms has a unique purpose.
The voyeur room has large windows on every wall for people to stand, or sit on stools, and watch the action inside the room. The room itself is simple. There is a king-sized bed in the middle of the room along with a couple of chairs and a sturdy table. There are also a couple of small tables near the bed to hold bowls of assorted condoms. The room
Jokingly during one of our many discussions of moneymaking schemes, I make a suggestion about selling my blood because it has unique qualities that can heal human diseases without turning a person into a vampire. I was vague with the details about why my blood is unique, but he’s used to my evasiveness now so he doesn’t try to ask more questions. That night, we came up with the idea to harvest my blood and sell it on the Black Market. Brainstorming, we realized we could make billions on my blood if we can figure out how to sell it anonymously.
Unfortunately, Tyler and I haven’t found a way to get into the Black Market and remain completely anonymous. We decide that we would start storing away a few pints of my blood every week. As an employee of the blood bank, they have trained him on how to draw blood and he has all the equipment at work to do it after hours. When we do figure out how to make a profit from selling my blood, we will have the blood already available. I will continue to stockpile my blood in my basement without anyone’s knowledge until that time comes.
Chapter 12
Five years later…
Blixen has become one of my favorite hangouts since I stumbled into her bar years ago running from Jalik. The food is decent, the club is smaller than the other clubs nearby, but the new spacious floor plan does not make me feel claustrophobic. The cashier is off to the right, just inside the door. Blixen recently added a tall reception desk enclosed by safety glass that the cashier can sit behind and not worry as much about her safety. There is a small area in front of the reception desk for security to check people for weapons. Blixen has even added small shoebox sized lockers for people to rent while they are inside the club. After the reception area, the double doors that separate the club from the reception area remain closed until security allows the person entry.
Once inside, tall, round bar tables fill most of the main or upper floor of the club. The entire club is dark and slightly musky from so many bodies crammed together. The upper floor is most popular for voyeurs looking to catch a show on the dance floor but want to stay uninvolved. There is a bar at the back of the upper floor so the voyeurs don’t have to go downstairs to refill their drinks.
A wide staircase goes down to the lower level. When I first came into the bar years ago, there was only one floor. Blixen closed the place down and renovated everything.
I will be first to admit the new layout is much better and caters to more people.
At the foot of the stairs, the railing prevents people from spilling their drinks directly on to the huge dance floor that dominates most of the lower level. Only underneath the upper level can someone find a table or one of the limited plush booths nestled against the walls. Blixen recently created a VIP section for those who want to reserve tables, but seating is very limited and very expensive.
Near the back of the lower level on the left side, opposite of the VIP area on the right side, is the bar. There is a guarded stairway between the bar and the VIP section. These stairs lead to the specialty rooms Blixen added upstairs in the back during the renovation a few years ago. The laws in Arizona are a little more lax in regards to what can and can’t happen at a nightclub. For a large monthly fee, Blixen members can have access to the upstairs fantasy rooms for encounters in which they would like a little more privacy. Each of the five fantasy rooms has a unique purpose.
The voyeur room has large windows on every wall for people to stand, or sit on stools, and watch the action inside the room. The room itself is simple. There is a king-sized bed in the middle of the room along with a couple of chairs and a sturdy table. There are also a couple of small tables near the bed to hold bowls of assorted condoms. The room
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