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You're my neighbor and I invite you over to discuss my complaints about all the loud noise you've been making with your late-night parties in the common area. You're confused as to why I'm dressed in head to toe PVC, including thigh high shiny boots and assume I'm going to a party. Oh honey; you have no idea, do you? I'm a dominatrix, and yes - I'm going to a sex party. So no, I'm not jealous of the parties you've been throwing & I certainly don't need to be invited, although by the stirring in your pants it looks like you'd love to come to mine. I know your type - I can sniff a beta bitch out anywhere. So just hand over the party room key & I don't need to escalate this. Good. Now hand over your chastity key too. Oh...you didn't realize I knew about that too, did you? Hand it over, and then the real fun can begin...