Song Fiction: Carnal Cabin Knowledge

Show me your Fangs

LADY Gaga
TEETH

Don't be scared
I've done this before
Show me your teeth
Don't want no money (want your money)That shit's is ugly
Just want your sex (want your sex)
Take a bit of my bad girl meat (bad girl meat)
Take a bite my me
Show me your teeth
Let me see your mean

Karla was tired from boredom. It had been weeks maybe even months since the last time she had any kind of fun. She was a natural born workaholic and if she didn't feed her appetite of cutting loose and shaking out her long luxurious paid for extensions she paid an arm and leg for, she was going to go complete insane. When her best friend Sherry text her about going to a concert to see one of her favorite bands she knew it was a way to finally be able to shake off the stress from the corporate life of marketing. Karla pulls out her phone looking at the time seeing that it was getting late as she begin to shove all her paperwork into her briefcase leaving out of her office. Everyone had left and she, plus the maintenance crew that usually cleans the office were the only one in the building. She rushed to the elevator as her phone begin to ring as the sound of Lady Gaga begin to play knowing it was Sherry because she was such a huge fan of the artist.

"I'm just leaving the office Sherry I know its late but I promise I'm going to make it there on time. I just need to go home freshen up toss this hair of mine and I'm there," says Karla as she clutches her briefcase phone wedge between her cheek and shoulder as she presses the button to the ground floor."

"Karla its six o'clock the concert starts at eight but you know all the good spots are going to be taken and why are you still at work so late?"

"The company just took on another big money client...Milo Vega, so I'm just prepping for tomorrow's meeting with him."

"Holy shit Karla, Milo Vega is coming there to your office. He is like the hottest fashion designer to all the celebrities. Everyone wears his clothes and I hear they are not cheap either. He made millions off of one dress worn by Madonna. How did you guys manage to get him. I hear he's a recluse and doesn't really work with anyone?"

"Well he has this new cologne or something that he's developing for men and women and he wants or marketing team. Something about having the best product marketing manager which is me," replies Karla as she smiles laughing slightly.

"Whatever big head just let me know how it goes. Now hurry up and get your ass here before my sexiness in this skin tight dress sets off some sprinklers in my apartment complex," laughs Sherry.

"I'm on the way," says Karla hanging up the phone.

She watches as the elevator begins to go down as it stops on the fourth floor and the doors open. Immediately her breath catches as her eyes are drawn to the light blue ones that were staring at her in the entrance. Karla takes in his dark look with his Armani suit as he smiles at her gently stepping in causing her heart to speed up and her girl to begin juicing as she inhales his scent. Fuck he smell tantalizing.

He reaches out pressing the ground floor button as she takes in how large and firm his hand is as he moves to the other side. She needed to get a grip she was practically salivating over this stranger who she had no idea was even in the building still after it was close. The elevator doors close as they begin to move and suddenly it stops moving as the lights begin to flicker.

Karla glances over at the incredibly sexy male as he looks calm and cool. She begin to take deep breaths to stay equally calm until the elevator begin moving again. She hated being in small spaces and her claustrophobia was beginning to claw its way from her chest to her throat. She moves pressing the buttons again.