After Mrs. B, Lucas and Phillip had all piled into Phillip's car, Mrs. B. began giving Phillip directions to her house, which she had said was near the outskirts of Salem. Phillip drove for about twenty minutes and Mrs. B. talked non-stop the entire time. From his seat behind Phillip, Lucas rolled his eyes and rested his head against the window. Sure, the old lady was nice enough but she didn't seem to know when to shut up. He could almost understand why her granddaughter had dropped her off at the park and 'forgotten' her there. But it didn't really matter because they would reach Mrs. B.'s house soon and then they wouldn't have to listen to her anymore. He could handle a few more minutes of her having to listen to the sound of her shaky, raspy voice.
"So, this is where you live?" Phillip double-checked as he steered his car onto a long gravel driveway.
"That's right." Mrs. B. confirmed cheerfully and Phillip pulled the car to a stop a few seconds later. He looked up at the house and let out a low whistle of admiration. Even Lucas had to admit, the house's exterior was impressive. Not as impressive as the Dimera Mansion or the Kiriakas Estate but it was still pretty amazing. The house was made up of dark wood and it was emphasized by large, expensive windows. The dark shades pulled over almost every window took some of the effect away but all in all, it was still an incredible house. Mrs. B opened her car door and stepped out of the car carefully, leaning on her cane for balance. After she was out of the car, she turned around to face Phillip and Lucas.
"Would you two gentlemen like to come inside for a little while?" Mrs. B. asked, "I can get you something to eat or drink. It's the least I can do after you've been so kind."
Lucas' heart sank at the prospect of spending more time with this woman, "Um, that's very nice of you to offer but I think we need to get back home soon." Phillip turned in his seat and gave his brother an annoyed look, then smiled at Mrs. B.
"I don't know, I think Lucas is kind of tired..." Phillip's voice trailed off as he watched Mrs. B. stab at some of the gravel with her cane.
"All right." Mrs. B. sounded totally crushed at the rejection, "I just get so lonely up here in this big house, I would have really enjoyed some company. Me and my granddaughter hardly ever have company and I thought it might be nice to have the chance to have all four of us just get to sit down and have a nice little chat. It would mean so much to me and my granddaughter."
Lucas felt a pang of guilt and he could tell that Phillip was also relenting at the sad sound of the old woman's voice, "I guess we could stay for a little while." Phillip told her reluctantly, speaking for both himself and Lucas.
"Really? Oh this is terrific." Mrs. B. squealed and for a moment, she was so overcome with happiness that she sounded more like a young woman than an old lady, "Lucy is going to be so happy. Just wait until you meet her, she's a doll." Mrs. B. began hobbling towards the house and Phillip and Lucas both got out of the car and began following her up the remaining expanse of driveway. Once they got to the door, Mrs. B. swung it open.
"Lucy!" she called in a high-pitched, scratchy voice, "Lucy, where are you? We've got some visitors." Lucas could hear the sound of soft footsteps and a few seconds later, a young woman emerged, a bright smile on her face. She was wearing a plaid jumper and her face was framed by long, dark blonde pigtails, all of this making her look a lot younger than she probably was. Her eyes lit up when she saw Lucas and Phillip.
"Wow, two of them." Lucy whispered in amazement, continuing to stare at Lucas and Phillip as if she had never seen guys before. The way she was watching both himself and Phillip made Lucas squirm slightly with discomfort and he was relieved when Mrs. B. broke the silence and told Phillip and Lucas to sit down. They both made themselves comfortable on the couch and Lucy immediately plopped herself down next to Lucas. She was staring at with something that couldn't be described as anything other than awe and it was really making Lucas nervous.
"What do you take in your tea?" Mrs. B. called to them from her position in front of the tea tray. Her back was turned to them and she was working intently on preparing their tea.
"Just a little bit of sugar, please." Phillip responded.
"I bet this one wants lots of sugar too." Lucy said, not taking her eyes off of Lucas. She licked her lips and trailed her eyes up and down both Lucas and Phillip's bodies, "Has anyone ever told you two that you have really nice bodies?"
"Lucy!" Mrs. B. admonished, turning around with a cup of tea in each hand, "Don't be so... forward. People don't like that." she laughed and handed the cups of tea to Lucas and Phillip. Wanting to distract himself from the lustful looks Lucy was shooting in his direction, Lucas began downing the tea quickly, letting the hot liquid burn the insides of his mouth. He looked over at Phillip and saw that Phillip was doing the same thing for the most part. Lucas knew this was a mistake because he was really not enjoying being hit on by a woman who acted like she had no control over her hormones.
"Lucy, these two wonderful men are Phillip and Lucas." Mrs. B. informed Lucy, sitting down with her own cup of tea, "They gave me a ride home from the park because someone seemed to forget that they were supposed to come get me."
Lucy reddened, "I'm sorry, grandma. You know how forgetful I am. It won't happen again."
"I highly doubt that." Mrs. B. replied in a haughty voice, then turned her attention back to the two men, "Now, why don't you tell us a little bit about yourself?"
Phillip did most of the talking while Lucas focused his attention on scooting farther away from Lucy every time she moved closer to him. He hoped Phillip would finish talking soon because both Mrs. B. and Lucy were scaring him. He could definitely see why they didn't get many visitors. He knew he had no intention of ever visiting them again after this night. After Phillip finished talking about himself, Lucy began to fill Lucas and Phillip in on the details of her own life but Lucas wasn't listening at all. He could feel his eyes getting heavy and everything was becoming blurry. He turned to look at Phillip and saw that Phillip had fallen to one side of the couch and was snoring loudly. Crystal just continued to talk as if she either didn't notice Phillip was sleeping or just didn't care. Lucas let his eyes close and leaned back against the couch. He heard muffled whispers and then a triumphant voice that sounded like neither Mrs. B. or Lucy.
"See, Crystal, I told you I could catch some at least one of them tonight." the voice said, "The vulnerable old lady act gets them every time." Lucas opened his eyes just in time to see 'Mrs. B.' whip off her veil to reveal a young woman with long dark hair that actually looked a little bit familiar.
"What the hell..." Lucas hadn't even finished his train of thought when everything went black.
When Lucas woke up, he had no idea where he was or how he had gotten there. Ignoring the throbbing pain in his head, he tried to stretch out one arm, only to feel it be wrenched back into place after he tried to move it. Jumping in surprise slightly at this, he looked around and tried to assess the situation. He was in a large bedroom, on a bed and his hands were... handcuffed to the back of the bed? He looked down and found his chest bare and his legs chained to the foot of the bed. Lucas tried desperately to remember how he had gotten into this situation but all he could remember was Mrs. B. and the drink... the tea. After that, there was nothing. Only darkness.
He squirmed against the restraints, testing their durability. Both the chains and handcuffs held him securely to the bed, the cool silk pressing against his bare skin. The room was dimly lit by several candles so there wasn't much light to work with but he could still tell he was alone. He just didn't know if that was a good thing or a bad thing. He shook the handcuffs a little bit more, still too sleepy and dizzy to think about panicking yet. The handcuffs and chains rattled and he felt the cool metal pressing into his skin, causing a dull ache in his arms and legs. He stopped moving when the door to the room began to open. He saw two silhouetted figures step inside and they walked over beside the bed. One of them snapped on the lamp next to the bed and the light lit up the two figures standing besides him. They were both women, one with long, dark, curly hair and the other with somewhat shorter strawberry blonde hair. Both of them wore black corsets and thigh high boots and both of them were brandishing whips. Lucas swallowed hard as he remembered seeing the dark haired woman just before he had passed out. The dark haired who had supposed to have been Mrs. B. That left the strawberry-blonde to be 'Lucy'.
The devious and naughty expressions on both their faces caused Lucas' body to tense with apprehension. Then the strawberry blonde smiled at Lucas, stroking the handle of her whip suggestively, "Hi, I'm Crystal and this is Jan and we'll be your tour guides. Now, do you want to start exploring first or would you care to sample our souvenirs?"