The Salon Fantasy
I had just landed a job as a programmer in Denver. I needed a place to stay pretty quick and I saw one that was low rent, in a nice area. I quickly phoned the number listed, and talked to the person renting the apartment, his name was Dan. He then invited me over to see the place; he seemed like a nice guy so I wasn’t too scared that he was a mass murderer of freak of somewhat. After getting to his place I quickly fell in love with the apartment, spacious, nice furniture, great atmosphere, and of course low rent. So I signed the tenant agreement and moved in that day. ...