Jim was a college student, and came home after classes. He had a small house, mainly so he could have privacy with his girlfriend, Sharon. But they weren't on good terms at the moment. He'd tried his latest invention on her, and she hadn't appreciated having breasts the size of basket balls.
Knowing it was going to be a solo night, he looked at his mail. There was a bill, and a letter with a logo he didn't recognize. He opened it, and found a letter inside:
To Mr. Jim McNutt,
You are officially invited to be one of the first to come and view our new SLONE Co. facility in your area. We offer a unique service to our clientelle, and should you choose to become one after this tour, you will receive a discount on our services. Please come alone and be on time.
We have had many customers around the world, and they have all expressed great satisfaction with our services. We hope that you may join the ranks of these men, some of them among the richest and most powerful.
Your private tour will be March 15th at 5 pm. Please come and view our new facility, and thank you.
Your friends at SLONE
Jim had never heard of such a company. He looked it up online, but found nothing but veiled references. He had no idea what "services" they might offer.
Mon Mar 12 18:20:14 2012