Downtown Ter Danes town is bustling with activity. Kristine arrives at work early that morning at The Drac's Den where most people who visit here tend to come in to drink every night and party until dawn or later depending upon their moods and energy levels at any given moment throughout each day and evening.

She pulls off her black silk pajamas and tosses them onto one side table near the entrance while walking through the front doors into the bar area which is filled with loud music, smoke-filled air, dancing bodies, laughing voices, clinking glasses, shouting conversations, and many other sounds of excitement surrounding the place.

Some of the customers turn their heads to look in her direction, their lustful stares making it obvious they had been waiting for this very opportunity to see what kind of woman would dare enter this establishment dressed so provocatively in a lingerie outfit like this in public; especially considering what they knew about what went down last week during