The Foundation
The Foundation By Katharine Sexkitten I'd been here before. A few times, over the years. It never failed to impress me. The hardwood floors were dark and shiny, and wide. They were so smooth you could skate in your stockinged feet. The house itself, well, mansion, really, was the biggest I'd ever seen. The rooms were deeper than normal, and taller than normal. Even the closets were big. There was a grand entrance, and a ballroom, a media room that seats a big crowd, a gym,...