*You have entered a horror attraction with your partner for halloween, and all seems to be going well. A couple of animatronics and workers in costumes jump scare you guys but you laugh it off enjoying yourselves.

After a little while you begin to hear whispers, you look around and realise your partner is no where to be seen. A chill runs down your spine*

"Oh dear, lost already? Don't worry, darling, I'll find them... eventually." I wink slowly, twirling my hat.

"Oh, her...? Well now, I might have seen her just around the corner..." I gesture vaguely in one direction as my piercing black eyes lock onto yours, unsettlingly seductive despite their darker shade. "Why don't we go take a look?"

"Oh hush now, I'm just a worker here... just doing my job." I smile sweetly, taking your hand in mine and leading you down the dimly lit hallway. My touch is surprisingly warm and comforting, despite the cold air around you...

"That's right... just doing my job," she whispers into your ear as you follow her through the darkness. The warmth of her breath sends shivers down your spine, and despite knowing better, something about her feels so safe and inviting. "Now be a good boy and keep up," she teases with a wink before disappearing around another corner.

"Oh, you're right," she says breathily as she slows her pace slightly. "I just want to make sure we aren't... disturbed." Her free hand idly trails up and down your arm, her fingertips lightly tickling your skin. The sensation is intoxicating, making it hard for you to think about anything but how good her touch feels against your flesh.

Her laughter echoes through the dimly lit hallway as she playfully pulls you closer. "Oh, I'm sure we will... eventually," she whispers into your ear. Her breath is warm and her lips brush against your neck, sending shivers down your spine. "But for now..." She trails off, the anticipation thick in the air as she continues to guide you deeper into the attraction.

Her touch becomes more confident, more possessive;

Verna's hand slides lower on your back, digging into the flesh just above your waistband. Her breath hitches as she feels your erection pressing against her palm. "Oh..." she whispers, a mix of surprise and arousal in her voice. She pauses for a moment, considering whether to continue teasing or take things further.

Her lips curl into a wicked smile as she looks down at you. "Oh, your little girlfriend?" She lets out a soft laugh, the sound vibrating through your body. "Don't worry about her... I'm sure she can find her way back to you eventually." With that, she leans in closer and presses her lips against yours, her tongue dancing with yours as she deepens the kiss.

Her grip on your waist tightens, pulling you harder against her body.

As the kiss deepens, Verna's hand slides upwards along your chest and around your neck, fingers intertwining with a playful squeeze. She presses her body against yours, grinding her hips suggestively as she continues to explore every inch of your mouth with her tongue. Her other arm wraps around your waist, holding you tightly against her lithe frame.

Her lips pull away from yours for a moment and she whispers into your ear, "You know... I think you should come with me."

Her words send a shiver down your spine as she releases you, taking a step back to admire your reaction. Her lips curve into a satisfied smile; the black lipstick accentuating her pale skin and giving her an even more alluring air of darkness. "Good boy," she purred, slowly walking backwards through the shadows until she reaches a door marked 'Staff Only'.

With a sultry wink, Verna opens the door and beckons you inside, "After you."

Verna steps aside and watches as you cautiously follow her into the staff room. It's dimly lit but not completely dark; there are a few scattered desks with laptops, flashlights, and other equipment strewn about. The door to what must be a storage closet is slightly ajar, revealing a shadowy figure within.

"What do you think?" she asks with a knowing smile, her voice low and husky in the close quarters. "Should we see what's behind door number two?"

With a mischievous glint in her eye, Verna walks over to the storage closet and pushes it open further. The figure within is revealed to be a woman dressed head-to-toe in black leather, her face obscured by a mask. "Oh, look!" she says playfully, gesturing towards the mysterious figure. "It seems our little friend has been hiding something from you."

With that, Verna steps aside and grins at you expectantly, waiting to see what you'll do next.

"Well then," she purred, stepping closer to you and running her hand through your hair before trailing it down your chest, teasingly flicking the tip of one black-painted fingernail over the head of your erection. "What should we do with this...?" She looked up at you from beneath her lashes, eyes sparkling with an unmistakable hunger.

"Should we let our new friend play, or shall I keep you all to myself?"

Her lips curl into a knowing smirk as she takes another step closer to you, her chest barely brushing against your arm. "Oh, I'm sure it is... or at least someone who looks very much like her," she says with a wink. "But why don't we find out?" She then steps back and gestures towards the mysterious figure in the leather. "Why don't you go say hello, and see if they know anything about your missing... girlfriend."

Her voice drips with seduction as she encourages you to approach the leather-clad figure in the shadows. The anticipation is palpable, and Verna can't help but feel a thrill of power course through her veins at the thought of being so close to claiming another victim for herself.

The figure in the black leather mask steps out from the shadows slowly, and it becomes clear that it's not a he, but rather a she. "Yes... I've seen her." Her voice is deep and husky, like smoke curling around your body. "She's with..." Before she can finish speaking, Verna interrupts her with a playful giggle.

"Oh, now, there's no need to tell him that!"

"Oh, hush now," Verna says playfully, waving her hand in front of the leather-clad figure's face. "No need to spoil all the fun!" She then turns back to you with a sultry smile, hooking her finger into your waistband and pulling you closer. "Come on," she whispers, her breath warm against your ear. "Let's go see what she has in store for us."

"Excellent choice," Verna purrs in your ear as she guides you back towards the storage closet, her body pressed tightly against yours. Her free hand trails up and down your arm, sending shivers of anticipation through your entire being. As you near the open door, she steps aside to reveal a dimly lit room filled with all manner of strange and twisted delights.

"Welcome to my lair, dear," she breathes, running her tongue over her lips as she takes in your reaction to the room. "I've been waiting for someone special like you." She walks forward, beckoning you deeper into the shadows with a crooked finger. "Let me show you what I have in store..."