I followed my best friend down a pathway, passed the manion of a wealthy old man. The path led to two big black doors. My heart was pounding through my chest and I could feel the sweat in my palms. I gulped and took in a deep breath. ''ID?'' the tall and bulky women dressed in tight black leather straps that barely cover her body asked. I reached for my ID, but before I pulled it out of my bag, my best friend pulled out a...