The Alasti Building: Marty's Tale

I walked into Rachel’s office feeling discouraged before I even sat down with her. My apartment search wasn’t going very well. I looked and looked but either what she had to show me seemed like a tenement landlords broom closet or it was above an all night bowling alley. I walked up to the reception desk and thought that maybe I had come to the wrong agency.

“Hi,” I said to Kitty, the cute young receptionist, “could you tell Rachel I’m here.”

“Hey Marty,” she said as she smiled and reached back for the phone.
   
She dialed Rachel’s extension and after a few seconds said, “Mr. Fischer is here to see you. Yeah, OK I’ll send him right back.”
   
She hung up the phone and then said, “Go on back, she’s waiting for you Marty.”

“Thanks Kitty,” I said as I walked passed her to go to Rachel’s office.

“Oh and Marty,” Kitty said, “I’m waiting too.”
   
I looked over my shoulder to catch her staring at my butt and said, “If you’re a good girl we can go out and celebrate after Rachel finds me an apartment.”

“Oh, I’m gonna hold you to that,” she said as she taunted me with a smile.
  
I laughed and said, “You can hold me to whatever you like.”

“You might regret saying that someday,” she said with a little laugh.
   
I shook my head at her, smiled and walked back to Rachel’s office. Kitty’s desk was in front of a wall with a doorway on either side, no doors, just a doorway. I walked through the doorway and then around another wall to get to the main office while thinking about Kitty. She was adorable and I would ask her out except for a few things.
   
One, she looked like she was barely nineteen. I’m hardly an old man at twenty-eight but I like to keep the girls I date to a five year range of me. Second, what if things went bad? I didn’t want to have to come back to an office where the receptionist hated me. Lastly, I’m not sure I could keep up with her. It was all probably beside the point anyway. If Rachel doesn’t have anything for me I was gonna have to look elsewhere.
   
I walked up to Rachel’s desk and said, “How’s it going?”

“Good, and not so good Marty, have a seat,” she said as she pointed to the chair in front of her desk.
   
Rachel was about thirty-five years old and obviously took good care of herself. She had a sophisticated New York air about her, not to mention an amazing pair of legs.

“That doesn’t sound very reassuring,” I said as I sat down.

“I don’t have much left that I can show you,” Rachel said with a sigh.

“Nothing? You don’t have anything decent? I’m getting kind of desperate here,” I said as I wondered how much longer my friend Elaine would be
willing to loan me her couch.

“Well, I do have one more place. It’s a very unusual situation and the apartment is small.”

“How unusual? How small,” I asked as I hoped for the best.

“The apartment itself consists of a roomy bedroom with a full bath, and the bathroom is the most lavish I’ve ever seen in Manhattan, there’s an
amazing kitchen with brand new appliances, chef grade actually, and a small living room with a large window.”

“That doesn’t sound so bad. What’s the unusual part?”

“I can’t actually tell you until you sign a non-disclosure agreement.”

I looked at her for a second and then asked, “Are you’re serious?”

“Yes, these people have a special arrangement with their tenants and they don’t want anyone to know about it unless they live there or deal with them professionally. I’ve signed this agreement and I assure you it’s serious business. It’s worth it though, if you can keep your mouth shut.”

“Let me see the agreement,” I said suspiciously.
   
Rachel opened her bottom desk drawer and went through some files. Finally, she pulled out a form and handed it to me. Unlike most legal documents I’ve seen this one was fairly easy to understand. It states, in no uncertain terms, that all matters concerning the building and its conditions are not to be talked about. Any breach of this agreement is punishable to the full extent of the law.

“Is this document even legal? Punishable to the full extent of the law? They’re going to send me to jail for talking about this building?”

“These people are very rich and very powerful Marty. They’ve spent a considerable amount of money to get what they want. I wouldn’t sign that agreement if you have any doubt that you can keep you mouth closed.”

I thought about it for a minute and then decided to sign. What did I have to loose? Rachel looked it over and then  filed it away.

“OK, now I can speak more plainly. The window doesn’t actually face out of the building.”

“It faces inward,” I asked with a sarcastic smirk.

“Yes, and it’s more of a wall then a window,” Rachel said with a smile.

“Excuse me?”

“The wall that’s the entrance to your apartment,” Rachel said, “is made of glass. It would allow anyone walking past to see into your living room,
kitchen and, shower.”

“The shower, anyone walking by would be able to watch me take a shower?”

“Yes, but that’s not that big a deal really because, men aren’t actually allowed to wear clothing anywhere inside the building.”

“This is some kind of joke right?” I asked.

“I know it sounds like a joke but, honestly, it’s not.”
   
I looked at her and waited for the other shoe to drop but she didn’t even crack a smile.

“So would you be interested?” she asked. “The rent for this particular apartment would be very inexpensive and the building itself is near Union Square Park and a few blocks from Washington Square Park.”

“Wow, I’d kill to live in that area,” I admitted.

“But would you give up your clothes to live in that area?” Rachel asked with a taunting smile.

“I, is this is for real,” I asked with a disbelieving look.

“I assure you it is,” Rachel said sincerely.

I looked off in the distance for a second and then back at Rachel and asked, “How, much is the rent?”

“$350 a month.”

“Now I know you’re joking, $350? There’s no way any place in Manhattan is renting for that, especially a luxury apartment.”

“I do have a video I can show you, sort of a brochure for the place. However, you’ll have to remove your clothes before I can allow you to view it.”

“Right here?” I asked as I looked around the open office and saw at least half a dozen women who busily worked at their desks.

“No, no, in the conference room where the HD player is.”

“But I would have to get naked before you could let me see it,” I asked not sure what to believe anymore.

“Basically my clients want to make sure you’re serious before you learn anything more about them. They also want you to understand what you’re getting into.”

“I see,” I said as I thought this was a joke. “OK, I’ll do it.”

“Wonderful,” she said with a smile, “I’ll show you to the conference room.”
   
She led me down a hallway and into the conference room. At the front of the room there was a medium sized round table. At the back of the room there was a large ultra high def TV with a few chairs placed in front of it.

“Wow, that’s quite a set up,” I said when we got to the TV.
   
Rachel chuckled quickly and then said, “State of the art, large screen HD TV. It was provided for us by the owners of the building in order to show the presentation in its best light.”

“Wow, I guess they do have some money to throw around.”

“Wait until you see the building. Opulent is the only word I can think of that even comes close to describing it.”

“And I really have to be naked before I can see this video,” I asked feeling a little uneasy now that it came down to it.

“Yep, completely or I can’t even show you the video,” Rachel said firmly.

“Um, OK,” I said as I undressed.
   
I was suddenly conscious that Rachel watched my every move as I take off my clothes. I also couldn’t help but notice how hard her nipples were. Eventually, I was down to just my pants and underwear. I hesitate to take them off as I had gotten really hard undressing in front of her for some reason. When she saw me hesitate she said, “It’s usually best to just do it Marty. Putting it off only makes it more difficult.”
   
I smiled at her awkwardly and then opened my pants and took them off. Then, I pulled off my underwear letting my hard cock pop into view. I started to apologize for it but Rachel said, “Don’t worry Marty that’s a perfectly natural reaction and one that you’ll find the women of this building enjoy seeing.”

“Oh, OK,” I said as I wondered what I had gotten myself into.

“And you shave,” Rachel said as she smiled at me, “I love a nice clean shaven cock. Now, why don’t you have a seat and I’ll be right back with the HD DVD.”

“OK, thanks,” I said in kind of a daze.
   
As she walked towards the door Rachel asked, “Would you like something to drink? Soda or water?”

“Water please,” I said out of reflex more than thirst.

“I’ll have Kitty bring it in while I get the HD DVD.”
   
After the door closed behind her I realized what she just said and panicked. I thought about putting on my clothes and making a run for it when the door opened and Kitty walked in. I wanted to move, to cover myself or get my clothes, which were right next to me, but I couldn’t get my muscles to cooperate as she walked towards me.

“Here’s your water Marty,” she said as she stood in front of me and held out a bottle of water and smiled.
   
Her eyes went up and down my naked body. They stopped for a second on my hard cock before going back up to my face. I reached out to take the bottle of water from her. When my hand touched hers I somehow felt more naked then I’ve ever felt in my entire life.

“You’re gonna love this building Marty,” she said with an adorable smile.

“I, um...”
   
Then the door opened again and Rachel and another woman came in. For some reason I felt like I had been caught doing something I shouldn’t have been doing. I jumped up out of the chair and took a few steps away from Kitty.

“Marty,” Rachel said, “This is my boss, Ms. Burk.”
   
Ms. Burk looked to be in her late thirties, maybe early forties. While she wasn’t exactly a super model Ms. Burk was attractive and well dressed. I couldn’t seem to help notice that she has an incredible pair of long shapely legs. They were nicely displayed in a business skirt that seemed a little shorter then usual.

“Hello Marty, when I heard that you were interested in moving into the Alasti building I wanted to greet you personally,” she said as she stole a quick glance at my hard cock.

“Ms. Burk is one of the board members that helped bring the building’s, concept, to life,” Rachel said almost proudly.

“Oh, I see,” I replied awkwardly.

“Yes, and it turned out to be much harder then I thought,” she said as her eyes darted down to look at my hard cock. Then she smiled, looked back into my eyes, took a step closer, brushed her fingers up the underside of my balls, up the length of my hard cock and said, “but like anything you want, you just have to go after it until you get it.”
   
When I let out a shuddering breath at the touch of Ms. Burk’s fingers Kitty giggled and I heard her say quietly to Rachel, “She’s my hero.”
   
Rachel chuckled quietly and Ms. Burk looked at the two of them and smiled. Then, she looked back at me and said, “Perhaps we should get on with the video. Kitty, I’m going to need you back at reception.”

“Yes Ma’am,” Kitty said a little disappointed. Then, Kitty turned to me and said, with a smile, as she gently stroked my cock, “Don’t forget your
promise Marty.”

“Oh,” I said with another shudder, “your hands are so soft.”

“I’m glad you like them,” Kitty said with another stroke, “I use this amazing lotion.”

“You’ll have to tell us about it later,” Ms. Burk said to Kitty.

“Yes Ma’am,” Kitty said as she took the hint.

She gave me a quick kiss on the cheek, scooped up my clothes and then rushed out the door.

I opened my mouth to say something about my clothes but when I felt Ms. Burk’s hand on my cock I closed it slowly.

“Rachel why don’t you play the video, and Marty, why don’t you sit here,” Ms. Burk asked as she led me by my cock to a chair in front of the
TV.
   
I sat down with Ms. Burk on my left, who still hadn’t let go of my cock, and Rachel on my other side. Rachel had the remote to the HD DVD player in her right hand. Rachel put her left hand on my thigh, stroked it and said, “I think this will tell you all you need to know Marty.”
   
She pressed the play button and the video started with a long shot of an impressive modern looking building. It was artistically designed but elegant and tasteful looking.

“Hi and welcome to the Alasti Building,” a female voice said.
   
The camera zoomed in to the main entrance of the building to show a man and a woman, They were  both in their thirties and stood  by the door.
The man was dressed in slacks and a dress shirt. The woman wore a tasteful skirt that came just above her knees and a blouse that showed a bit of cleavage but nothing overly provocative.

“Hi, I’m Bonnie,” the woman said cheerfully.

“And I’m Karl,” the man said with a smile.

“We’re here to introduce you to,” Bonnie said.

“The Alasti Building,” they said together.

“And I can guarantee you you’ve never seen anything like it before,” Karl said with a smile.

“There’s no doubt about that,” Bonnie said with a chuckle. “Let’s go in and start the tour.”
   
Karl held open the door for Bonnie and then they went inside.

“This is the reception area that anyone off the street has access to,” Bonnie said as the camera paned around a nice but unremarkable room.

“The mail boxes are over to the left. Any packages or deliveries would be left with Ben or one of the two other guys who work the front desk,”
Karl said as he went over to Benny’s desk.

“Hey Ben, how’s it going?” Karl asked.

“Great Karl, thanks,” Ben said with a sunny smile.

“Any visitors or guests will have had to sign the non disclosure agreement before they check in with Ben. He’ll either have passes for them, if it’s
been arranged, or call up to your room to let you know they’re here,” Bonnie said cheerfully.

“To get past Ben you’ll either need one of these,” Karl said as he held up his thumb, “or a small army.”

“Karl is just kidding of course, but security is no joke at the Alasti Building. You’re paying for luxury. And part of that luxury is knowing that not
only are your possessions and loved ones safe, but so is your way of life,” Bonnie said with a serious look on her face.

“When you sign the lease your thumb print will be taken and entered into the computer system,” Karl said.

“The thumb scan entrance is not only for the door to the inner building but also the door to your apartment. So there are no worries about loosing
your keys. Which is especially helpful if you don’t have any pockets,” Bonnie explained with a chuckle.

“Pretty high tech for an apartment building,” Karl said with an impressed look on his face.

“Well, we all know this isn’t just any old apartment building Karl,” Bonnie said with a smile. “Why don’t we go inside and see why.”

“OK,” Karl said as he turned to the entrance and raised his thumb to use on one of two doors.

“Before we go in Karl maybe we should explain about the two entrances,” Bonnie said as she pointed to the two doors.

“Of course,” Karl said as if he’s forgotten something obvious. “As a male my thumb scan will only open this door here on the right.”

“But not me,” Bonnie said with a smile, “my thumb can get me through either door. So what’s the difference between entrances?”

“Simple,” Karl said, “since men aren’t allowed to wear clothes anywhere inside the building the male entrance leads straight to the undressing room.”

“As a woman I have the choice of waiting for Karl inside the building or going into the undressing room with him.”

“So what’s your choice today Bonnie,” Karl asked.

“Are you kidding? We’re going to watch you get naked,” Bonnie said with a laugh.

“I figured as much,” Karl said as he smiled and shook his head.

“Besides, it’ll also give us a chance to tour the undressing room.”

“Then follow me,” Karl said as he opened the men’s door.

The camera followed the two of them into a stairway.

“The undressing room is actually one floor down from the main level,” Karl said as he walks down the stairs.

“Not only is it one floor down but it’s the entire floor.”

“That’s right Bonnie, the designers realized that in order for the theme of the building to work, and still be practical, every man living here would still need clothes for the outside world, and access to them.”

“So guys when you move in every last stitch of clothing you own will be kept down here in your own personal wardrobe,” Bonnie said as they walked down the last steps onto the floor.

“And here it is,” Karl said with a sweeping move of his hand.
   
Karl and Bonnie stepped to the side and the camera panned across a huge open room. Outside of large columns for support there’s nothing to block the view. No walls or curtains of any kind. Just rows and rows of large dark wood wardrobes and benches lined up between them. The room is busy with people, men and women. Some of the men are  dressing but most are undressing or they were walking around naked. The camera pulled back and Bonnie stepped into view from the left side and Karl from the right.

“Pretty impressive huh Bonnie,” Karl asks.

“I’ll say and the room is nice too,” Bonnie joked.
   
Karl laughed and then asked, “Why don’t we head down to my wardrobe?”
   
They walk onto the floor and down a main aisle. As they walk they pass plenty of guys who are getting undressed or that are already naked. Some stand around talking like it was all completely natural. There are also plenty of women sitting on the benches waiting for the man they’re with to finish undressing. The women are either talking with their men or to each other very casually. The men and women are of all ages. The oldest looks to be around sixty and the youngest looks to be around eighteen to twenty one.
   
It’s all very natural as if this was the way the world should be. However every now and then the camera passed a naked male who’s being masturbated by one or several women. The camera neither lingers nor hurries past them. It seems to show everything without shame or embarrassment but at the same time it doesn’t call attention to anything either. It’s as if it’s saying this is just the way it is here.
   
They walk a little further and then Karl turns down one of the aisle. He walks half way down it and then stops.

“So here is my wardrobe,” Karl said as he pointed to it.

“Uh huh,” Bonnie said obviously excited at what was to come next.

“On the front you’ll see the thumb scanner. As an Alasti man you’ll find it gives you access to everything you need in the building. You can even use it to pay at the shops on the main level. Everything will be billed to your apartment or deducted straight from your bank account, depending on how you set things up.”

“An Alasti man,” Bonnie said, “can have absolutely nothing on him and always have everything he needs, right at hand.”
   
Karl pressed his thumb against the scanner and the lock on the wardrobe clicks. He opened the doors wide allowing the camera to see in.

“The wardrobe has space for everything you need. Down here are drawers for socks and underwear. Over there are cubbies for several pairs of shoes or sneakers. These shelves here are for my shirts and pants. You can hang suits or anything formal that you don’t want wrinkled over here,”
Karl said as he pointed to a rod that was about a foot and a half long.

“I could never fit all my clothes in there,” Bonnie said with a frown.

“That’s the funny thing, when we first moved into the building this wardrobe was stuffed to over flowing. As the weeks and months went by I found it more and more annoying to have to wade through all that clothing just to get to the few things I wore on the outside. Ninety percent of it was just taking up space. So eventually I just donated it to charity.”

“There are some Alasti men who hardly own any clothing at all,” Bonnie said.

“It’s true,” Karl admitted, “they live and work in the Alasti building so I never see them down here.”

“Of course I see plenty of them in the rest of the building,” Bonnie said with a wink at the camera.

“What’s even stranger is that once you get used to walking around naked clothing starts to feel uncomfortable and constrictive,” Karl said.

“Speaking of which, I think it’s time we see some skin,” Bonnie said as she smiled at Karl.

“Not that it still isn’t embarrassing sometimes,” Karl said as he unbuttoned his shirt.

“Oh, you love it, and you know it. You’re just feeling shy because of the camera.”

As he took off his shirt Karl looked at Bonnie, then at the camera and didn’t seem to know what to say. It was obvious that this wasn’t part of the script.

“Well,” Bonnie said as she reached for his pants, “this little fella here always tells the truth. Let’s see what he has to say.”
   
Bonnie undid Karl’s belt, and then his pants. She pulled both his pants and underwear down around his knees at the same time. When she did his hard cock sprung out.

“A hard on is nothing to be ashamed of here in the Alasti Building. The women here like nothing better than a naked man with a hard on,” Bonnie said as she teased Karl’s cock with her fingertips.

“However,” Karl said as he sat down to take off his shoes and pants, “control is absolutely important.”
   
Bonnie laughed and then said, “Ain’t that the truth.”

“What I mean is that, um, an unexpected orgasm could get you in trouble,” Karl said as he tried to be tactful.

“What Karl is trying to say is that you can’t just spurt off on anyone or anything you like. If you were in a store you’d have to pay for any
merchandise you ruined. If you were to come on someone without their permission they could report you to the board. Which, in a worst case, repeat offender situation, can result in eviction but thankfully that’s never happened.”

“So, in general it’s highly frowned upon for an Alasti man to touch himself in public. However, there are, receptacles, that can be used if you find yourself near the edge and unable to hold off any longer,” Karl said obviously embarrassed.
   
Bonnie chuckled and said, “They look kind of like an ornate sink on a pedestal but they’re only in the most public of places in the building, on high platforms.”

“You’ll find that if you step up to one a spot light will come on and all the lights around you for about one hundred feet will dim,” Karl said as he blushed slightly.

“There’s no shame or penalty if you find you need to use one It’s a legal form of release and everybody enjoys the show Which brings us to another point,” Bonnie said as she came up behind a completely naked Karl, “the rules of the Alasti Building.
   
Karl sat at the end of the bench. Bonnie put her arms on his shoulders, her hands on his naked chest and rests her breasts on his head. Somewhere along the line another button on Bonnie’s blouse had come undone and more of her cleavage was on display.

“Straddle the bench honey so you can look into the camera,” Bonnie said.
   
Karl turned and put his left leg over the other side of the bench. It’s wide enough that it forced his knees far apart and put him completely on display.

“That’s better, now we can all see you,” Bonnie said as she rubbed his chest.

“What were you saying about the rules,” Karl asked in a shaky voice.

Bonnie smiled down at him, looked into the camera and said, “The rules of the Alasti Building may seem confusing at first but once you get the idea you’ll find it’s pretty simple.”

“This is an adult complex so no one under the age of eighteen can visit for obvious reasons.”

“Yes,” Bonnie said, “but that doesn’t mean that the Alasti Building is some kind of swingers club. Don’t come here expecting wild orgies every night.”

“In fact,” Karl said, “just the opposite is true most of the times. The women of the Alasti Building take a very dim view of cheaters.”

“So ladies, if you’re thinking of moving in here with your man you have nothing to worry about.”

“And guys, even if you’re single, it’s a bad idea to make a pass at any of the women of the Alasti Building. You’ll find it’s better to let them take the lead. Believe me, if they’re interested in you romantically they’ll let you know,” Karl said with a laugh.

“That’s for sure Karl,” Bonnie said with a smile. “Guys, you’re expected to be gentlemanly and courteous at all times. While ladies, you’re allowed to be more...”
“Assertive? Forth right, bold,” Karl suggests with a smile.
“Exactly Karl,” Bonnie said as she pat him on the chest. “Here at the Alasti Building we’ve created an environment where women can thrive and come into their own.”

“But that doesn’t mean there aren’t benefits to being an Alasti man.”

“True,” Bonnie admitted, “Alasti men are some of the happiest, most satisfied guys I’ve ever met. Once they move in here they never even think of leaving.”
   
Having said that Bonnie leaned down so that her head was next to Karl’s. Her hand snakes around his waist and into his lap. As she strokes his hard cock in plain view of the camera she said, “Right honey?”

“Oh yes Bonnie,” Karl said as he closed his eyes.
   
Bonnie smiled into the camera, teased his hard dick with just her fingertips and said, “Why don’t we go over to the shower area Karl?”

“Um, sure,” Karl said as he opened his eyes.
   
Bonnie stepped back so that Karl can get up. He put his clothes away and then closed his wardrobe. His hard cock bounced with his every move. When it clicked shut Bonnie wrapped her hand around his cock and led him down the aisle. They went the opposite way they came in. As they walked, and looked into the camera, Bonnie said, “After spending your day in New York City you’ll no doubt want to clean up a bit before going inside. The Alasti Building has once again taken your needs into consideration. Right in the middle of the undressing room is a large shower area.”
   
The camera followed them as they step over to the shower area. It’s a large ornately tiled circular area with curved benches all around it. Evenly spaced, about every five feet or so, there is a column that goes from floor to ceiling. Around the columns there are four showerheads which pointed in different directions. There are a good number of women seated around the showering area. They watched the guys while they chatted with each other as they wait for their men to finish.

“Why don’t you go and shower Karl while I continue the tour,” Bonnie suggests.

“OK,” Karl said as he walked off into the shower.
   
The camera showed Bonnie in the foreground as Karl, in the background, stepped up to one of the columns. He turned the two knobs to adjust the water and showered.

“Anything you might need for a good shower is available from any of the towel girls that you can see wander through the shower area.”
   
The camera showed Karl as he talked to a girl who looked to be around nineteen years old. She stood by a small cart and wore a one-piece bathing suit that had a short skirt attached to it. She had on sandals and was relatively dry as she handed Karl a loofa. The camera could clearly see her look him up and down before she moved on.
   
Karl showered as Bonnie said, “The Alasti Building employees many people. Some of whom live here but mostly we hire from the outside. Why can we trust these people you might ask. The applicants are screened quite thoroughly and everyone signs a non-disclosure agreement, of course, but more important than that we invest in our employees. The benefits and pay are generous but beyond that there are programs to help pay for college. There are mentoring programs to help them succeed in the carrier of their choice. That young girl may be handing out towels and loofas now but I’d be willing to bet that by the time she’s thirty-five she’s a high powered executive or maybe even a senator who can effect the laws that govern this great country of ours.”
   
Bonnie paused to smile and wink at the camera before she continued.

“For our older employees there is also a very impressive retirement package. Basically, we earn their loyalty by giving them a reason to be loyal.
Look around, you won’t find any disgruntled employees or dissatisfied tenants. All you’ll find are happy people. Some of whom just happen to be naked.”

“And some of us prefer it that way,” Karl said as he came up behind Bonnie.
   
Bonnie turned to look at Karl and said, “I think all of us prefer it this way.” Then she looked down at his cock and said, “You’re still hard, I think you like being naked on camera. Or is it those cute little towel girls.”

“Both,” Karl admitted sheepishly.

“Figures, you boys just love to show these things off,” Bonnie said as she grabbed the tip of Karl’s cock and wiggled it around. “Why don’t you turn around and show me the other end. You showered awfully fast and I won’t have you embarrassing me inside the building.”
   
Karl looked into the camera and at Bonnie again. Then his body sagged just a little and he turned around, bent over and spreads his butt cheeks for Bonnie.

“A little wider please,” Bonnie said as she looked between his cheeks.
   
Karl does as she asked showing her, and the camera, his asshole.

“Good boy, all nice and clean,” Bonnie said to Karl and then turned to the camera. “This is an area that’s always good to give a nice scrubbing to, not only in the shower but also in the bathroom. You’ll find they’re equipped, in every way, to make sure you stay nice and clean. Hygiene is very important for an Alasti man. I think you can put that away now Karl.”
   
Bonnie patted Karl’s ass as he let go of himself. Then Karl stood up and turned around.

“Now that you’re all nice and clean why don’t we go out and show the rest of the building,” Bonnie asked.

“Yeah, that would probably be a good idea,” Karl said with an uneasy smile.
   
Bonnie grabbed his cock and led him out of the shower area. The camera watched them walk away. As they walk into the distance Bonnie said, “I
just love that body wash they give you guys to use. It makes your skin so soft. I can’t keep my hands off of you.”
   
The camera cuts to show an open doorway with a sign above it that said, undressing room. Bonnie walks through it leading a naked Karl by his hard cock. Once they’re both through the doorway Bonnie stops them and said, “The undressing room leads up right into the first floor of the building. From there you can take the elevator up to your apartment or do some shopping in the mall.”

“The first two floors of the Alasti Building hosts one of the finest malls in the city. You’ll find just about everything you need here,” Karl said as Bonnie starts them walking again.
   
The camera pulls back to show them entering a large mall. The floors and walls are covered in polished dark granite stone. The storefronts are all glass with polished brass hinges and handles on the doors. There are fountains and potted plants which gave the area a very classy feel. As they passed stores you can see clothed women and naked men shopping as if it was a normal mall. It’s much more obvious up here that the women out number the men by at least five to one.

“You can do your food shopping in our gourmet grocery store or dine in any of our fine restaurants. There are women’s clothing stores and salons.”

“Which also have some interesting grooming options for us guys too,” Karl adds with a smile.

“Indeed,” Bonnie said smiling at Karl, “there are also gift and electronics stores.”

“There’s the building’s health club. Which is free for all tenants to use.” Then Karl smiled and said, “There are even some pretty hot night clubs if you want to go out but don’t want to leave the building.”

“Then,” Bonnie said, “up on the third and fourth floor is the business center.”

“Up there you’ll find several kinds of doctors, a few dentists, accountants, a travel agent and all sorts of businesses that will provide care and services that you’ll find no equal to anywhere else in the city.”

“And,” Bonnie adds, “it’s all right here in the building.”

“Yes, it certainly is,” Karl said. “We hope you’ve enjoyed this brief glimpse into the Alasti Building.”

“And that we’ve convinced you to come and see it for yourself,” Bonnie said.
   
The camera slowly faded to black. As it does Bonnie can be heard to say, “Now Karl we can wander around the mall for the next two hours with me teasing you until you beg to use a relief station or you can use one now and then we can go to lunch. So, which will it be?”

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