I stare at my reflection in the
mirror. Long straight black hair and bright blue eyes, with a mischievous smile
on my face. The outfit I’m wearing is bold and sexy, short dress with platform
heels.
I grab my purse and keys and turn one more time to check myself out in the mirror. I’m going to light it up today.
When I get to the studio the photographer’s jaw almost drops. “Darling you look stunning! Who did your hair and makeup today?” He asks. I laugh a little. “I did, you know I have more talent than just modeling right?” I say. He gives me a little smirk before clicking the keys on the computer.
He brings up the shots from yesterday’s shoot. It was Halloween themed and I was dressed up like Medusa. “Amazing as always Clyde.” I tell him. We go through each shot analyzing them together, when my phone starts buzzing from my person.
I dig it out and see whose calling. Boy Toy #1 as expected. “Hello handsome.” I answer.
“Hello yourself sexy.” He says back. I smile and give Clyde a wink as he shakes his head.
“What are you doing tonight?” He asks me, the desperation in his voice strong. I pause for a bit before speaking. “Honey you know I’m a busy women, tell me something that’s going to make me want to see you.” I say with such fierceness in my voice you could have called me the Queen Bitch. He doesn’t say anything at first. “I don’t have all day lover boy.” I tell him.
“Well how about you and me at Club Ice? Drinks, a little dancing, and maybe something fun afterwards, if you catch my drift.” He says. I’m practically asleep at this point. “Boring, sorry sweetheart, but that just doesn’t cut it with me.” I say and hang up the phone.
“You are so harsh darling.” Clyde tells me, not looking away from the screen.
“No, I’m just truthful. I go to the club almost every night and he thinks that’s special? Please.” I laugh. Clyde laughs with me. “I need someone who will take me on a wild ride.” I say. Clyde looks up at me from the computer. “What exactly is your take on a wild ride?” he asks one eyebrow raised. I smile at me. “Well first off we need a man with muscles who definitely owns a motorcycle. He doesn’t come swooping in with flowers or shit like that, no he just shows up and tells me to hop on. Then he takes me somewhere completely off the grid and by that I mean somewhere dangerous and off limits, no trespassing allowed. When we get there we find a nice spot and just start going at it. Hot and dirty sex with my sexy muscle man. When we get finished I’ll tell him to close his eyes, saying I have a surprise. That’s when I’ll sneak out the back, steal the motorcycle and drive off into the sunset all on my own!” I say. Clyde is staring at me with an amused expression.
“Darling, you are one bad bitch.” He says. I smirk at him. “I know.”
I grab my purse and keys and turn one more time to check myself out in the mirror. I’m going to light it up today.
When I get to the studio the photographer’s jaw almost drops. “Darling you look stunning! Who did your hair and makeup today?” He asks. I laugh a little. “I did, you know I have more talent than just modeling right?” I say. He gives me a little smirk before clicking the keys on the computer.
He brings up the shots from yesterday’s shoot. It was Halloween themed and I was dressed up like Medusa. “Amazing as always Clyde.” I tell him. We go through each shot analyzing them together, when my phone starts buzzing from my person.
I dig it out and see whose calling. Boy Toy #1 as expected. “Hello handsome.” I answer.
“Hello yourself sexy.” He says back. I smile and give Clyde a wink as he shakes his head.
“What are you doing tonight?” He asks me, the desperation in his voice strong. I pause for a bit before speaking. “Honey you know I’m a busy women, tell me something that’s going to make me want to see you.” I say with such fierceness in my voice you could have called me the Queen Bitch. He doesn’t say anything at first. “I don’t have all day lover boy.” I tell him.
“Well how about you and me at Club Ice? Drinks, a little dancing, and maybe something fun afterwards, if you catch my drift.” He says. I’m practically asleep at this point. “Boring, sorry sweetheart, but that just doesn’t cut it with me.” I say and hang up the phone.
“You are so harsh darling.” Clyde tells me, not looking away from the screen.
“No, I’m just truthful. I go to the club almost every night and he thinks that’s special? Please.” I laugh. Clyde laughs with me. “I need someone who will take me on a wild ride.” I say. Clyde looks up at me from the computer. “What exactly is your take on a wild ride?” he asks one eyebrow raised. I smile at me. “Well first off we need a man with muscles who definitely owns a motorcycle. He doesn’t come swooping in with flowers or shit like that, no he just shows up and tells me to hop on. Then he takes me somewhere completely off the grid and by that I mean somewhere dangerous and off limits, no trespassing allowed. When we get there we find a nice spot and just start going at it. Hot and dirty sex with my sexy muscle man. When we get finished I’ll tell him to close his eyes, saying I have a surprise. That’s when I’ll sneak out the back, steal the motorcycle and drive off into the sunset all on my own!” I say. Clyde is staring at me with an amused expression.
“Darling, you are one bad bitch.” He says. I smirk at him. “I know.”
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