I told her she seemed nice. Then Beth pressed me on if I was interested in possibly dating her. I wasn't sure what to say since my honest opinion abou... Gretchen was that she kind of scared me. I decided to be nice and say sure. Beth smiled and took off. I felt like I was in junior high again.Gretchen clung to me the rest of the afternoon. We had finished eating, when Beth suggested I show Gretchen my place. Having been put on the spot, I agreed. Gretchen gave Beth a look and they started. Around that point, Vampire Weekend, who had come to the room to partake in the food and champagne and to exchange CDs with Sonja, had returned to the large stage and musical noises from there created an exodus from the VIP room. Some hung back to get a chance at a more intimate conversation with Sonja, but she trailed the crowd leaving the room.On the balcony looking over the stage where the lighting and video booth hung over the main floor Sonja stopped our little group. She spoke in English. Licking his lips, his mind still on that kiss, he suddenly felt her behind him. She grabs his hips, pushes him against the wall, her mouth on his neck, her tongue, her hands grab hold of him. Taken aback by her strength. Turning him to her. He lowers his mouth to hers, kissing her, taking her kiss, feeling her press to him. Her hand on his chest, rubbing, unbuttoning his shirt, pinching his nipple as she kisses deeper. Pressing to him. Breaking the kiss, taking his hand, leading him to the. Icould see instruments used to punish men inside these cabinets.I looked in fear as I saw electrodes, large straps, electro-typeanal plugs, and numerous clamps probably used on the nipplesand other body parts. There were bottles of pills, catheters, long thin rubberlike tubes that are obviously used to penileinsertions. In the middle of the room there was a metal chair. It looked like agynecological chair with several leather straps on it.In the room,there was a white man in his middle to late.