Return...

    A single spotlight shone in the middle of a darkened room. A luxurious, black leather wing back was placed in the centre; it's soft surface gleaming under the brightness from the ceiling. The large, empty space filled with people. Everyone invited stood like statues, painted in black and white, against the four walls, waiting for whoever was to sit in the spotlight.
    Several moments passed when suddenly the heavy, metal doors on the farthest wall swung open. The metallic scraping echoed off the empty walls as the doors slammed shut. The room was silent again with the exception of the breathing coming from the guests. The bodies surrounding the spotlight waited in anticipation for who or what entered the room. A faint outline could be seen, but the details were blacked out by the darkness of the room.
    She moved. She walked slowly toward the spotlight. Black, latex heels clinked and clacked with each step.The silhouette became clearer in the dark as she moved closer to the spotlight. Long, straight black hair swung behind her, hitting off her back as her pale skin glowed in the growing light. Her full, voluptuous body, dressed in a black corset and skin-tight leather shorts, was just visible in the dark. She stopped at the edge of the spotlight and waited, letting the anticipation grow around her. Thick thighs the colour of milk stepped inside the white light. The brightness bouncing off her heels and sparkling brightly. She looked around at everyone who had come to see her. Her brown eyes studied each face behind thick, black framed glasses. She turned around, swinging her hair over her shoulder and sat down in the chair. She sunk in, swinging one leg over the other and resting her arms along the armrests.
    “Well,” her voice rang out,echoing in the vast space. “I'm back.”