The Big 4-0

One

   Blaise had outdone himself. 

   Truly. 

   As Birthday presents went, Draco doubted he would ever have this one topped. They say lifestarted at Forty. He was about to start it with a bang. 

   Literally. 

   "Behave while you're in there." Blaise told him matter of factly, passing him a gold-platedinvitation card. He smirked devilishly. "I'd hate to think you couldn't control yourself and ruinboth your reputation and my own."

   Draco scoffed. "Hardly, mate...I'll be nothing but a gentleman." 

   Blaise shook his head. "Exactly what I was afraid of, Draco." He walked towards the doorway, hiscloak wafting behind him. "The whole point of 'Bon Appetite' is to let yourself go ... I've signedyou up for the 'Blackout Room' treatment...'"his eyes glittered mischievously. "I think you'll findit's to your...tastes." 

   Draco raised an eyebrow. "Blaise, I've not had sex in a long time ... even I don't know what mytastes are anymore." 

   Blaise gave him a saddened look. Always forgetting he had never quite moved on since Astoria.The only woman he ever mentioned or really came into contact with was Hermione Granger ... 

   And that was where Blaise suspected his current feelings had moved on to. 

   Draco glared. "This had better not be charity, Blaise ... you know how I feel-"

   "It's a present, Draco. Just... have a little fun."

   A smirk twitched on his lips. 

   He knew exactly what type of fun Draco was about to have.

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   Draco debated it for a while before finally making an appointment. He went backwards andforwards about the pros and cons. He finally decided that this was something that a lot of Witchesand Wizards did, they just never admitted to doing it. To fulfilling their fantasies and enjoyingthemselves in carnal pleasure with strangers. 

   As Draco found out, 'Bon Appetite' was a very expensive and exclusive VIP club for Witches andWizards who worked within the Ministry. It was completely anonymous and the only way of evergetting a foot in the place was by being recommended by someone who was already in the club. 

   Every type of fetish and fantasy imaginable could be played out there, with clients signing acontract binding them to secrecy so they were never able to discuss what happened within the wallsof the place. 

   Draco had set up his first initial appointment and signed the papers with a friendly chap calledNicholas. Afterwards he was told the specific details of the 'Blackout Room', which was the roomthat Blaise had paid for him. 

   He was specifically told that the room would be pitch black and he would see nothing. He was alsotold that there was to be no talking or whispering or sexual talk of any kind. This added to thesecrecy of the clients who used the room, so their identity could be kept hidden and anonymous. 

   When Draco enquired upon the lady that would be joining him within the room, he was told thatthe lady would be chosen from a list of women whose specifics matched him particular tastes, andthat her taste in turn would match with him. 

   Draco remembered filling that bit of the form in. The uncomfortable notion someone in particularpopped into his head as he labelled his likes and preferences.