Rated M.

Please be aware.

Mild Adult themes. Sexual Themes.

A loud ringing noise was echoing out through a frozen house, every object stood in its place unmoving or not touched even slightly, the rooms held no presence except for one room where an anomaly layed underneath a thick jade comforter and on soft pillows. A night stand stood on the left side of the bed with a lamp, watch, keys, and the phone where the loud ringing was coming from, it vibrated along the cool surface before a large hand slammed over it.

"Hello?" A groggy voice managed to say through a deep intake of air as they shifted onto their side.

"Alex, my friend, listen I'm throwing another one of my awesome parties at the Arcanum Club and before you say no, I managed to seal a deal with one of the lead investigators on the DEA who is willing to turn the other way from the Weed business if you'll agree to meet to his terms tonight, alright?" It was Bob Paris calling at 3:00 a.m. in the dead of morning when the frogs were croaking and moths flying into bright lights.

"No."

"Alex, bud, this is really important for the both of us, okay, this isn't just a sex party this time, this is a business party slash private rooms for private guests." Bob held a more serious tone as Alex held his eyes closed and was dozing off.

"Alex, talk to me buddy. You in or you out? This is important, you're the Sheriff, you're a force to be reckoned with." Alex knew this tone, his childhood friend was a hard one to converse with, he held on this friendly exterior and yet the next moment he's shooting a bullet into your head.

"Yeah, alright, I'll go." Alex said about to hang up and go back to sleep with little time he had left before he'd get up and go for work.

"It's at 9:30 p.m., password is Open Sesame." Bob joked as Alex hung up on him and went back to bed.

The house held fresh warm sunlight that gave it a light orange hue to the walls and furniture it touched, there were footsteps echoing throughout the house as everything else stood in place. In the bathroom mirror stood a man of 5'11, late 30's early 40's with a shadow to his chin and thick dark eyelashes with auburn eyes and a puff of thick black hair. He set fixing his uniform shirt as he did the buttons and set about tightening the belt before he sprayed some cologne and walked out. He went to the kitchen where he poured himself some cereal and ate in silence. He grabbed his keys, locked up the house and left.

6:00 a.m.

He arrived at the police station where he greeted the night shift receptionist and went into his office and took off his leather jacket, he stared at a flyer another officer left on his desk with a logo of electing the next Sheriff and then another flyer with the WINTER LIGHTS FESTIVAL printed on it with Christmas decorations and themes with children and Santa. He examined them before putting them aside and pulling out files that needed to processed and sorted through.

He came across the one he had left thrown in his car the night Rebecca confronted him in the back-parking lot. He read the name, NORMA LOUISE BATES. His thumb slid over the name as a small smile graced his lips, he remembered when he first met her in front of the rundown Seafarer Motel, there were mattresses all layed out in front of the rooms with headboards. Her small car's trunk was stuffed with carpeting which he could guess she or whoever was pulling up from the rooms. He had been driving with Zach Shelby after hearing from Keith earlier that day that he was going to meet this new owner who thought that they could easily take his home and his motel. They wanted to make sure he hadn't caused any trouble or damage, but also to make sure this new owner was okay. Little did he know at the time, she was actually disposing of the body and the evidence when they first met.

He opened the file and read the information.

Name: NORMA LOUISE BATES

Age: 40

Height: 5'5

We-

He skipped that part.

Gender: Female

Children: 2

Parents: Unknown/Deceased

Siblings: 0

He found that strange, there wasn't any information on her parents or her siblings, the police can usually get information from her social security number, but on her file, there was nothing. He skipped all the other unnecessary information and got down to why she even had a file.

"Suspect, Norma Bates, allegedly attacked a Motel Guest coming to her door to ask for some help, eyewitness says she opened the door with a wooden bat and beat him with it before closing the door."

"When police arrived, the eyewitness was gone, the victim who had been beaten was gone, and the suspect was hit over the head with the bat which she supposedly had used on the victim, she regained consciousness at the station before being transferred to the hospital when there was no evidence to link here with any attack."

"She had mild head trauma, but it appeared that the one who attacked her intended to kill her before being interrupted and vacating the premises. Norma Bates had no idea of the attack or any guest arriving at her door or any memory of the night, she wanted nothing more to do with the case and said it was a misunderstanding."

Alex read over the case summary and leaned back in his chair, it had been almost two months and he had no idea that this occurred on the same day that she was going to tell him something. What was she going to say? He could see her in his mind sitting in the coffee shop with her blue eyes looking at him watering and she seemed hesitant to tell him.

She was going to tell him when he went over her house about a week ago, but they had been interrupted again by her brother. He didn't seem too fond of her brother especially seeing the way she reacted towards him, his eyes widened when he remembered Caleb that day. He read over the report once more and read the part of the victim being beat with the baseball bat. He connected the dots with the wounds on Caleb, the cheekbone, the ribs, and if he had to guess Caleb must have put his jaw back in place himself, but why was there no hospital summary? If he had gone to the hospital than they would have been able to link him to the case, but there was no record of him. That was strange.

The case summary was turning out correct by what Alex could connect, but the only thing missing was the eyewitness, who was it, because there were 3 people that night. An eyewitness, Norma, and Caleb. Someone was with Norma that night and had seen her attack Caleb and they must have attacked Norma. Maybe they feared she would hurt them? Then why call the police and vanish?

He looked to the clock on his desk, it read 7: 50 a.m. He closed the case and decided to close it as insufficient evidence for now, so that it wouldn't stay on her record because there were too many blind spots and nothing to go on other than his own personal knowledge and it would look bad if the Sheriff was tied into some supposed attack.

He grabbed his leather jacket and left his office as the day would really begin.

11:50 a.m.

The motel reading BATES MOTEL on a blue sign had three cars parked in front, there was a bit of business this time of month as people were heading up to see their families for the holidays and would make rest stops. Just for a night or two. In the building that read OFFICE stood a middle-aged woman with short blonde curly hair and was dressed in a black shirt with a cardigan and dark pants and snow bright blue snow boots, it was beginning to get very cold with the snow.

Outside, a young teenage boy stood shoveling the snow from the gravel it seeped into, it was thick and he was throwing it onto the side. Next to him stood a short scruffy dog who dug its little paws into the snow to help clear a safer path for a walk way. He had a large dark blue scarf and dark green coat with light brown pants and some red snow boots.

"Hey, you want some Coco, Emma made it up at the house." Dylan asked Norman as he held out a cup of hot chocolate coco which Norman obliged to and took a sip as to not burn himself. Dylan walked into the OFFICE and gave Norma one which she was happy to receive as the OFFICE was chilly and the heater was old and taking a while to heat up the room.

"Hey, listen Dylan, I'm going out tonight and I don't know what time I'll be back, can you take care of Norman for me?" She told Dylan as he sat at one of the desks in the back room and Norma leaned over it.

"Normans a grown man, he'll be okay, but sure I'll be home." Dylan commented as Norma became all giddy and let out a little jump.

"Who's the guy this time?"

"Don't say it like that," Norma gave him a look which he turned away from. "It's not like that, a friend from town is taking me to a party. A girlfriend." Norma insisted as Dylan rolled his eyes.

"It'll be fun, it's been awhile since I've been able to relax and clear my head from everything that's happened. Especially, since my brother's…back…" Norma whispered the last part as her mood began to change and Dylan noticed.

"Why is he dangerous? Norma?" Dylan asked as Norma took a seat.

"Listen, Dylan, don't believe anything he tells you. You see…don't tell Norman this because I think it might upset him if he finds out, but when I was younger my…brother used to…make me have sex with him…he would rape me and force me."

"He what?" Dylan was in slight shock, he set his cup down and leaned forward in his chair as it was rare for his mom to be serious with him.

"It was a long time ago, but after I met your father he wouldn't leave me alone, he insisted that he…was your father…"

"Is he?" Dylan asked with a serious tone.

"No! Of course, not! When we moved to Arizona he would still find me and confront me, but I always turned him away. He can't let go of the past. He's in love with me." Norma's eyes began to water as Dylan looked solemnly at his mother who seemed to be telling him the truth.

"He's coming over for Thanksgiving." Norma said looking to her hands.

"He is?"

"I told him, he can come only then and then to leave and never come back." She said as Dylan leaned back in his chair and his mother gave him a strange look which made him nervous.

"It's freezing, out there!" Norman said shivering as he pulled open the door and wind slammed it shut behind forcing Juno in with a little yelp. Norma wiped her tears quickly and approached her youngest son and help him warm up.

2:00 p.m.

The road was clear as trees seemed to pass by and light snow fell, a black and white SUV was cruising down the road when it pulled over into a little motel that read BATES MOTEL. Sheriff Romero got off the car and walked up the steps to the large older house which was covered in light snow which was melting from the bright sunlight. He got up on the porch and knocked on the door and a beautiful blonde woman answered with a bright white smile which pulled a bit at his chest.

"Alex!" She said excitedly as he nodded and let himself in.

"Norma." He responded as she helped him out of his coat and they went into the living room and sat on the coach where she prepared them hot chocolate with marshmallows.

"What brings you by?" She asked as she took a sip from her white mug and he did the same, taking the time to savor the sweet taste as he looked over to meet her eyes and set the mug down.

"Norma, what happened here at the house?" He asked as she looked at him confused.

"Nothing, we've been better than ever. Dylan and Norman went out to pick up a few tools from town-."

"No, I meant, a month ago, when you were arrested." He saw her face change as she set the mug down.

"I was going to tell you in the Coffee shop that my brother was coming to see me and that…" She trailed off as her eyes began to water and he leaned forward slightly.

"That um my brother was coming to town and that I was wondering if you'd liked to join us for Thanksgiving dinner, if that's okay?" She lied to his face and he felt it, he felt a stab in his chest, but he displayed no emotion and leaned back into the pillow behind him.

"Norma, I don't think that's a good idea…" He said.

"Why?" She asked with a look on her face.

"Because I'm not your family." He said lifting his eyebrows up.

"I just thought since you live alone, you won't have to spend Thanksgiving alone." She said as she folded her arms over her chest and shot him a look of annoyance and he turned from her as he bit down.

"Norma, I need to know what happened that night before you were arrested." He asked again and she made a face…the face she always made when she's lying, she'd look everywhere but at him.

"I can't really remember, I was waiting for Dylan and Norman to get back home when someone knocked on my door and I opened it and from there I don't remember anything after that…" She said with a twitch of her lip, some parts she was truthful, but she was leaving one part out, the part where she beat the shit out of her brother for some reason which he was trying to figure, but she was not willing to answer it.

"Norma, tell me the truth." He said.

"That is the truth." She said closing her mouth as she stared him back in the eye which he just shook his head and arose.

"Okay, Norma. Okay." He said getting ready to leave when she arose as well.

"Is that it?" She asked with a dumbfounded look and he merely nodded and went back to his stoic composure as he rubbed his jaw, feeling his light stubble.

"Yeah, that's it. I'll see you around, Norma." He said as his hand stood on the door handle where he responded from and she merely looked after him, but didn't make any move to stop him and he left. Norma sat back down on the couch and brushed her hair from her face in frustration and folded her hands as she thought deeply.

'Why the hell didn't I tell him?' She thought as she arose quickly and jogged after Alex who was halfway down the stairs.

"Alex!" She shouted and she could see the hope in his eyes for her to tell him the truth, but he merely turned to meet her eyes where she froze up and the words stood stuck in her throat. She felt guilty and ashamed, she couldn't say those words and her whole body grew cold and she inhaled.

"I'm sorry." She said sincerely as Alex closed his eyes softly before he walked away and back to his car where Norma saw him drive away.

She went back to the couch and layed down, she put a hand over her forehead and stared up at the ceiling trying to remember what happened that night a month ago, when she had been arrested and woke up in two different places.

"Someone came to the door, a woman, she asked if we could talk…" Norma said to herself as she tried to put the blurry pieces together in her mind, but all she could seem to really remember is her beating Caleb and going to her phone to call the police before passing out.

"We were talking about someone we both knew, but who was it?" She asked herself as her phone rang and it read a number she didn't recognize and she answered it.

"Hello?"

"Norma, it's me, Rebecca!" Rebecca greeted as Norma rubbed her forehead, Rebecca she had met in the coffee shop, she knew Alex and wanted to be friends with her.

"Oh, hi, Rebecca." Norma said putting on a chirpy tone even though she was in a sour mood and that moment Dylan and Norman walked in making a lot of noise with the boxes of tools they got and Juno barking.

"Listen, do have anything elegant to wear, you know for a formal party." Rebecca asked as Norma was feeling a headache begin to grow in the front center of her forehead as she could hear her sons arguing as one of them fell down the stairs in the basement dropping whatever and blaming it on Juno for getting in the way. She did not want to hear about fucking elegant dresses for some stupide top elite bullshit party she would not at all fit in.

"Rebecca…" She was getting ready to abort the whole thing.

"Also, what kind of lingerie do you have and do you own a masquerade mask, it's one of those mystery type of formal parties. If you know what I mean. No strings attached." Norma bit her lip at the sound of that, it was like playing a different person and no one would know who she really was and God knew she needed a drink and by the sounds of this party there would be more than just expensive high quality drinks, but probably yachts giveaways.

"I do actually. What kind should I wear?" Norma asked as Rebecca smiled through the phone.

"Wear something black."

10:05 p.m.

A black sports car cruised down the road before pulling up to a small motel that read BATES MOTEL and parked in front of one of the rooms. A beautiful tall dirty blonde got off the car, she wore a short dress with open cleavage and a dark jacket covering her shoulders. She put one foot in front of the other as she walked over the gravel and made her way in the little room that read OFFICE where a young teenage boy stood with a scruffy short dog sitting on his lap as he seemed to be writing something in a journal and the dog watched intently. She cleared her throat and he looked up as he dropped his pen in shock as he took in her beauty.

"S-Sorry." He stuttered out which she found cute.

He put the dog softly on the ground where it retreated to the back, but kept a firm eye on the blonde girl who gave it a little wave and it gave a short growl before the teenage boy shot it a look and it layed down in obedience.

"Sorry about that, I don't know what's wrong with her. Can I help you?" He said looking everywhere, but at her as he fiddled with setting his journal away and pens before pulling out another log book with names of customers. He held a new pen in his hand as he looked up at her finally and she saw his young face.

"Yeah, I need a room." She said in response as he nodded quickly and was going to write.

"Your name?" He asked staring down at the book for answers.

"Annika Johnson. I'm going to stay for 4 days." She said as he nodded and she pulled up a bunch of cash before giving him 400 dollars which he was hesitant to take.

"Okay, um I need to see your I.D." He asked as she pulled out her wallet and gave him her I.D. which he logged in the computer beside him before turning behind him to grab a room key. He handed it to her as she brushed hands with him and he gulped.

"Sorry." He said again as she put her I.D. back in her bag and he averted his eyes from her as she smiled.

"Hey, do you know where this restaurant is? I'm not from around here, I need some help." She admitted as she saw his face light up with opportunity and she him struggle to form words.

"Yeah, I can show you how to get there if you want." He said with a shrug which looked more like a jolt and he knocked his hand against the glass on accident. She let out a small laugh as she saw how innocent he was and he blushed in embarrassment.

"Okay, thanks." She said as she went to her room where Norman helped her put her bags away and then got in the car with her where she drove down the road in red dress she had changed into.

"Is it just you who runs the motel by yourself?" She asked as she hand one hand on the wheel as he sat stiff in his seat and tried not to stare at her cleavage.

"No, I'm just the manager, my mom is the one in charge. My brother and I help her." Norman responded as Annika nodded in response.

"So, you've lived here your whole life? Is it a family business?" She asked as she tried to make conversation from the unbearable silence it had been the first 5 minutes of the drive.

"No, I lived in Arizona, but my mom bought the motel from the bank after my father died, she said it would be a fresh start. That was about two years ago." Norman said as he thought back on his father's death which really hurt him, finding him in the garage crushed.

"You're a very nice man to be helping you mom, the way you do." She complimented as Norman smiled in returned and said a small thank you.

"Yeah, it's always been me and my mom. We're very close, but my brother has been opening up and I've gotten the chance to have a brother for once." Norman said as Annika smiled in response.

"So, what is it you do?" Norman asked her as she casually drove down the road.

"Me, I help clients, all kinds of people who need help fixing their problems, having their needs met." She said as Normans gaze dropped to her outfit and he tried to sum up what exactly she worked as and he felt his ears begin to ring as he looked back to the road.

"You get used to it. People. After a while, it's just skin, you don't think about it anymore. Plus, I need the money." She said as Norman continued to stare out the window.

"Turn right here." Normans said as they reached a sign and a split road and Annika turned. Norman looked to Annika and smiled.

"I think you're a nice girl."

11:50 p.m.

The Arcanum Club was an extravagant piece of property, it was very large and stretched on into the forest that surrounded it, there was a large mansion and many other buildings of importance, there was a pool and a large opening for people to chat as well as a garden.

Many important people were there who stood dressed in the highest of quality gowns and suits, they all wore masquerade masks and held champagne glasses in their hands as they chatted with one another. In one area stood the Sheriff of White Pine Bay in a fine suit with a golden mask as he chatted with some fellow business partners of the town who knew who he was and discussed further agreements and future projects they were deciding to conduct. He chatted and would laugh at the proper moments as he drank some wine and looked over his shoulder to meet the eyes of Bob Paris who motioned him inside from where he stood.

"I'm surprised you're not in one of your private rooms for private discussions." Alex added as Bob puffed out an air of annoyance and put an arm around Alex and guided him further in the building pass the bar and tables where other business people were discussing very important matters or playing poker. He guided him down a hallway and into a room where there sat the head officer of the DEA, he had his mask off and beside him stood another man with his mask off who Alex didn't recognize.

"Hi, I'm George. I'm here to represent him as a lawyer to make sure nothing is done without his knowledge." George said shaking both Bob and Alex's hands as they took a seat in the large leather chairs that stood on a carpet in front of a fireplace. George was a handsome man in his mid-30s with blue eyes and dark hair, he was tall and handsome as he folded his hand over the folder he held in his lap.

"You think, we'd trick you." Bob joked as he let out a hearty laugh which Alex grimaced at, his childhood friend had a way with tactics that annoyed him, he was a stupid idiot at first in the beginning, but then when you'd least expect it he'd have a gun behind your head ready to destroy your whole entire life if you didn't follow what he'd say.

"No, we just want to make sure that everything is in order from both parties and sealed away in case a problem should arise where the terms are broken in an event." George responded quickly as Alex noticed his swiftness to try and fool Bob to believing his every word to be genuine and that he was completely innocent of everything that was about to be discussed. Alex noticed a glass beside him filled with scotch which he ignored as he looked to the fire place as he could hear Bob and the officer discuss some stupid agreement to let the pot fields continue in their way if he could get some kind of profit from it. There it was. Money.

All the people at the Arcanum Club were discussing money, in different ways, and they came to boast and show off. In manhood, especially, in the private rooms there wasn't just two people, there were numerous, maybe one girl and five guys, or maybe one guy and five girls, or he had heard in some cases a guy and another guy which Bob had told him was for persuasion. Whatever that meant, he stood far from the private rooms and would drink and enjoy dinner and maintaining an image before leaving with a party favor and some condoms Bob would throw in which he then throws away.

"So, do we all agree?" Bob asked as he clapped his hands together which snapped Alex from his thoughts and he turned to Bob and nodded.

"Sure." Alex said as they signed the paper and took a drink of the scotch beside him which seemed a lot stronger than he'd thought it'd be. He exited the room and smoothened out his tie before heading to sit down and play a round of poker when Bob guided him away from everyone.

"Hey, listen, I know you don't like indulging in the human party favors, but why don't you try it. Let loose, you've been uptight lately, especially with that bitch Rebecca hounding you all day." Bob said as Alex closed his eyes in annoyance and cleared his throat.

"I don't think that's such a good idea. I'm fine." Alex said walking away from Bob who shrugged and drank some alcohol before going out to a small shack where he would watch a good show.

1:00 a.m.

Inside an extravagant part of the house, upstairs on the 2nd floor stood a study room where a gathering of people stood chatting and a young blonde woman with a red masquerade mask stood chatting with a business man as he slid a hand up her red dress. She laughed at his move.

There was another bar where another blonde woman stood chatting with her friend, a redhead who was giving her a lot of alcohol and the blonde woman's words were beginning to slur.

"Great, party. Hah?" Rebecca said with a red smile as she looked to Norma hazily who agreed as she downed another shot of who knows what when a man came to sit beside her. He was tall and handsome, he wore a green mask, and had on a sharp suit.

"Well, what's your name beautiful?" He asked and Norma being too far down to come up with a fake name said her real name instead.

"It's Norma! I'm Norma Louise Bates." She said as the man only smiled in response as she swayed to the light music that was playing. He looked to the redhead who winked at him and he nodded and leaned into Norma's ear.

"Hey, why don't we go somewhere more private?" He asked her lustfully as she leaned into his hot breath blowing on her neck with each syllable and let out a low moan before agreeing and following him as he guided her away from the area to a secluded room where the door handles held little signs with DO NOT DISTURB.

The night hadn't exactly begun like this, Norma and Rebecca had met in the front of her house where they drank in the car to exhilarate the adrenaline since Norma was getting cold feet. There they met with a security guard who asked for a password and Rebecca had said they were the "Special Party Favors" and flashed him a golden black card where he allowed them in. A lot, of men quickly began chatting them up and Rebecca had said the women at the party were the wives of some of the business men, but they appeared really young and dressed very scandalously. Norma had just been enjoying talking to some of the men before some of them tried to touch her which was fine at first before it turned down a different road where she excused herself to the bathroom and found herself being peer pressured by Rebecca and they drank alcohol so that it would calm her nerves.

It then turned into dancing and kissing strangers, then it turned to being at the bar and drinking alone and chatting up the bartender as Rebecca was making out with some stranger in the corner and then disappearing for a short while and then drinking more. She was at the bar doing shots that Rebecca had ordered for her and she didn't even know what it was, but it seemed to taste good and the bartender had told her she didn't have a very good friend which she scrunched up her face in disagreement. Then she saw Rebecca leave and talk to some guy in a green mask who then approached her and now he was guiding her to some room in the far corner of the 2nd floor. She followed him trying not to fall and keeping her voice quiet as he had told her that there were meetings being done in the other rooms about very important stuff.

"You know, I never got to tell you this in person after you disappeared on me?" He said pouring her a glass as she was seated on a king-sized bed with soft comforters and many pillows put together in a style. She looked to the fire place that lit up the room as he had kept the lights off, there was wooden floors and a table where he was pouring some glasses with wine.

"Oh yeah, what was it you were gonna say when I 'disappeared' on you?" She repeated his words mocking him as his hand tightened around the bottle of wine, he snickered as he reached into his suit pocket and pulled out a small case of white powder.

"That no deed goes unpunished." He said in a serious tone as he poured the powder in and mixed it into the drink. Norma seemed oblivious to his words or what he was doing, she was pulling off her heals which had been hurting her all night and she leaned more into the mattress as she was beginning to become hazy. She could barely see him through her half-lidded eyes as he brought her the small glass of dark red liquid, she smiled at him an innocent smile as she drank it and he drank his as well.

She stared into his blue eyes longingly as he cupped her face and kissed her harshly before his phone vibrated and he reached into his pocket to read it, breaking the kiss, he cursed under his breath.

"I'm sorry, I'll be right back. Don't go anywhere." He said as she whimpered in annoyance as he kissed her one last time before getting up and walking out of the room where she proceeded to undress and wait for him in her black lingerie. She wore black nylons and a black lacy bra and a black lacy thong, she layed on the bed stretching out as she began to feel hot.

12:30 p.m.

Alex had been roaming around the house trying to get away from the noise when he started to feel dizzy, his head started to pound and his body felt strange. He ignored it and kept walking up a flight of stairs to the second floor where he met with some tall man who asked him to discuss something.

"Who are you?" He asked as the man merely shrugged.

"It's me George, from earlier." He lifted his mask and Alex recognized him as the taller man, who guided him to a study room where older men sat talking or some playing chess. Alex sat apart from the other man in a grey square sofa chair as a small coffee table stood in front of them and a butler came by asking what sort of refreshments they would like.

"Whisky." George asked for as he looked to Alex.

"I'll have the same." Alex didn't really feel like talking, he just wanted to go home and lay down in his own bed, he pulled at his tie and shifted in his seat.

"You know, Bob, has been telling me you don't ever play while you're here, why is that?" He asked and Alex rolled his eyes, a young man like George would enjoy frivolous things as expensive women doing whatever he wants when he says, to feel in control.

"I just come for business and nothing more." Alex said keeping his answer short as the two short glasses of liquid came with large ice cubes. Alex turned his head around at the sound of two men yelling at eachother which wasn't a surprise until a butler came to hush them and Alex turned back to George. He was bored so why not make some cheap conversation.

"I'm sure a young man like yourself jumps at the opportunity of expensive prostitutes." Alex said as George shifted in his seat putting one leg over the other.

"Not necessarily. I think it's nice to relax once and a while. Men like us do a lot more work than other people, we deserve to enjoy release without having to worry about the consequences." He said with a snobbish smile and Alex grimaced slightly before nodding in return and taking a small sip of his whisky.

"I can understand that, but I'm not as young as you. When you get to my age, you just develop different tastes." Alex said taking another sip of his whisky as he thought on the many women he associated with himself in the past. Maintaining an image was very important to him, what would people think of him if he were to sleep with a prostitute, that he could be easily persuaded by beauty and sly words?

"They have varieties. Whatever you want." George said as he finished his whisky and set it down.

"You've done a lot for this town and your good friend, Bob, thinks that you should relax." George said as Alex began to feel hazy, he shook his head as he blamed it on the strong alcohol, he was at his limit.

"We've set up a private room for you, far away from anyone to know or see you. The model is unique too, she's got quite the ass, if you know what I mean. No one will ever know, I've been sworn secrecy and Bob won't discuss it with anyone." He said as Alex wanted to get up and leave, he honestly did not care about anything, but getting to his house and sleeping in his own private god damn room alone and far away from the Sin happening in this very building he was sitting in.

"I'll think about it." Alex said as George arose and shook his hand.

"She's quite the dangerous beauty. One sip and you'll fall." He said as Alex nodded in return as he reached for a magazine on the table and then looked at his watch.

12:48 p.m.

He usually didn't stay long at these events and he ended up chatting up with some man he didn't even know until his vision started to blur and he felt incredibly dizzy. He arose from his seat and excused himself as he left the room and threw himself inside a bathroom where he grasped the sink. He shook his head trying to straighten out, but he was feeling unbearably hot, he took off his suit jacket and splashed water over his face and he turned to knocking at the door.

"Yeah, someone is in here."

The door clicked open and he turned to look.

1:20 a.m.

They're were shallow breaths heard as a bouncing sound could be heard also, there was a white comforter that shifted and several small pillows seemed to bounce off. White skin glistened under the light from the fire that emitted throughout the room and arms were wrapped around the thick neck of a large muscular man whose breaths were quiet as he pushed deep in the woman under him. Her breaths were also quiet as she ran her fingers through his thick dark hair and another hand up his muscular tight back. One arm lay beside her head as another stood softly on her thigh as he dug deeper inside, his movements were slow before becoming desperate.

"Ha. Ah…ah…ha…" She huffed as she tightened her grip on his back and breathed harder into his ear, her breaths were hot and he grew harder from the heat and her sweet voice. His eyes had been closed as she looked at him, her mask discarded and her nylons ripped, he had begun from behind when he entered the room and now he turned her to face him, but hid his face in her blonde curly hair which was now flattening out from the sweat.

"Ha. Ha…" He huffed onto the mattress as he thrusted his hips into her hers, she was smaller than him, but he held her close. He picked her up from the bed and they stood in a seated position as he moved her further down onto him, he thrusted into her as much as he could. He began to become desperate, his eyebrows scrunched together as the knot in his lower abdomen did not seem to disperse no matter what he did and she was just as insatiable as he was. She would meet each thrust, wincing in doing so as his movements were rough, but she buried her face into his neck and held him, she nibbled into his thick neck and sucked. He could feel a part of his neck grow wet and slippery as she sucked hard bruising it and bit down before kissing it. She continued to do this before meeting his lips, she kissed him and he met her lips passionately, he could barely see her through the dimly lit room.

A song began to play, he didn't know from where and neither did she.

"This is my favorite song..."She said suddenly as he smiled as she swayed to it.

Mr. Sandman bring me a dream~

He let out a low grunt in pleasure as he felt her grind down on him, she slowly pushed him down on the bed, as she grinded on him, she added a lot more friction, but he merely watched her through half lidded eyes as she put a hand to his lips where he leaned back on the pillows, he sucked on her fingers as she moaned in response.

Make him the cutest that I've ever seen~

"Ah….Ah….I'm…going to….Ahh…" She moaned as she grinded harder and he leaned upward to meet her and thrusted deep inside her where she let out a cry and fell onto him.

Give him two lips like roses and clovers~

"Ha…Ha…Ha…." She huffed as she tried to regain her air when he turned her around and pulled out of her, his member was thick with a large vein going around it as it glistened from her moist wetness, she lay flat on the bed with her butt in the air. He could see where he had ripped a whole in the back when he had first arrived in the room, he had immediately taken her. He slipped her nylons and underwear off her as she stood breathing hard as her erect nipples rubbed on the bed with each movement he made.

Then tell him his lonesome nights are over~

She slipped out of them and turned around on her back facing him, he looked in her blue eyes that reminded him of someone he knew, he leaned down and kissed her deeply, they kissed over and over to the point where there lips were sore and red.

Sandman, I'm so alone~

He held her tight as he buried himself within her once more and she widened her legs and buried them behind his lower back as she wrapped both of her arms around his back and she could feel his tight muscles and him pouring all his emotions into her with each movement.

Don't have nobody to call my own~

They hadn't talked at all. All that could be heard in the room were their breaths and slaps of skin. Sweat trickled down their skin and he pulled her hips up softly to push into her deeper as he began to pick the pace.

Make him the cutest that I've ever seen~

She sucked on his thumb as she met his eyes and he massaged her hair, she moaned into his hand when the friction between them pushed to a certain direction, and he kept pushing against it as she continued to let a soft moan.

Give him the word that I'm not a rover~

"Ah!" She moaned as she was pushed forward, he had thrusted harder this time and she gripped onto his arm as she met his hips, she leaned upward and kissed him, he had a pained expression as he moaned and grunted.

Then tell him that his lonesome nights are over~

"Ha...Ha...Haa..." Her breaths were more erratic as he thrusted faster, he held her tight, his strong arms around her and his hands holding her tight so that she would never leave him.

Give him a pair of eyes with a "come-hither" gleam~

His eyes she had not been able to see because of the little light, but they were desperate and unsure, he had kept them closed, but at moments he had looked at her longingly and held her in a way that he didn't want to lose her.

Give him a lonely heart like Pagliacci~

There was an air of loneliness that hung around him, he seemed desperate with each movement, he savored each touch, he took it slow before being engulfed by the burning lust buried within both of them which he then dominated her and kissed her softly, his kisses were sweet and slow, but he did it with a type of sad love. He caressed her face and kissed each part of it and he would look into her eyes as if he were searching for a person he longed for.

And lots of wavy hair like Liberace~

She had noticed his hair when she was running her hands through it when he hovered above her, she smelled it and pulled it, it was thick hair, and all over his body there was thick wavy hair. He smelled familiar, his scent. They had drank a lot, but alcohol wasn't the only scent that lingered.

Mr. Sandman, someone to hold~

"Your beautiful..."He had said hazily through her hair as he layed her back down and pushed himself deeper into her, he opened something within her and her breath hitched as her nails dug into his hardened arm.

Would be so peachy before were too old~

"Ah...Ah...Ah...Ha...Ahh..."She moaned louder as he thrusted deeper into her before he lout a low grunt as he could feel her tighten around him, it felt as if he would break and he released his seed within her, her stomach grew hot as she felt something swirl around her, deep inside, his member seemed to twitch inside of her as she could feel the heat he had released seep out of her and run down her thighs.

Mr. Sandman, bring us, please, please, please, bring us~

He fell beside on the bed slipping out of her as he fell into a deep sleep and she huffed trying to catch her breath before she felt his arms slip around her and hold her, she could feel his member pressing into her back, she felt herself grow tired and turned to him as the fire began to die out and she couldn't make out his face before kissing him.

Mr. Sandman, bring us a dream~

The music ended as they both fell asleep in each others arms, the fire light died and the room went dark and all that could be heard was there soft breathing and calm heartbeats as they dreamed of there own deepest desires.

3:00 a.m.

"Did you get rid of her?" Rebecca asked George who stood beside her, they were outside hidden in the shadows of the trees.

"Yeah, I dumped her over the cliff into the water, someone will go by tomorrow to make sure it's properly disposed of." He responded as she handed him a wad of cash which he ignored.

"Keep it, this was something I had been looking forward to." He said putting his hands in his suit pockets as Rebecca smiled evily and scooted beside him and leaned on him.

"I'm glad to be rid of that bitch, Norma Bates." Rebecca said as she kissed him.

"I'm glad she's dead."

That was really long and complicated as fuck to write. I mean I'm a person who likes a lot of details, but in some areas I didn't know how to explain (LOL)

No, but aside from that. This like the start of the story, where I'm going with it anyway.

I mean is Norma okay?

The next chapter, shit is hitting the fan, things are gonna add up, other stuff is gonna happen, but this chapter is like the start of everything. Sometimes when I'm writing, I forget what I had written before, so I have to go back and read, oh I put that there okay, I feel stupid, but I try to cover my tracks and make sure things are going the way I intend them to.

Anyway, I get excited to read your guys reviews, so thanks for commenting. It's very nice.

Next Chapter: The Death of Norma Louise Bates