bag.
Where is the dress?
It was on the floor, wrinkled to
hell and back, so she stuck it on a hanger and started a scalding hot shower.
She scrubbed every inch of her body
until it was sore and then scrubbed some more. When she got out of the shower
she saw the dress was in good shape and proceeded to drown it in her new
perfume.
When she heard the knock on the
door she was absolutely breathless and opened it to see Jessie smiling at her.
“Hi Jordy.”
She smiled back. “Hi Jessie, can
you give me five minutes?”
“Sure,” he said. “Can I take a bag
for you?”
“No, No. I’ve got it. I will be
right out.”
Once he was out of sight, she raced
to the bathroom, throwing lotion all over the place trying to get a manageable
amount on her body and feet. She smeared some foundation on her face and was
careful not to get it on her dress. She was able to do a semi-decent makeup job
and get the rest of her stuff together. Strapping on her shoes proved to be the
most difficult. When she finally looked up, she was a total mental mess.
Was this guy ever going to give her
a break?
It was like he knew what it took to
drive a woman mentally insane.
“Jessie, I need to make a stop. Do
you mind?” she asked carefully as she climbed into the black SUV.
“Not at all, Jordy. Where to?”
He smiled at her.
She gave him Jenny’s address.
When Jessie pulled up at the house,
she ran to the door.
“Hey girl! Where the hell are you
going looking that good at 11:30 in the morning?” Jenny greeted her before she
had a chance to knock.
“Jenny, listen,” Jordy said,
pulling forty dollars out of her purse. “I need as many Xanax as this will buy
me.”
Jenny happily plucked the money
from her hand and gave her a fistful of tiny peach pills but all the while
asking questions.
“Where are you going and why do you
need these? Who’s SUV is that? ”
“I have a huge insurance conference
and I have to represent my office and run a workshop and do some public
speaking so… thank you. Does this not look professional?”
“Girl, you look like a fucking
tart.”
“Tart?”
“A pastry, baby, good enough to
eat!”
This is why Jordy didn’t hang out with
Jenny, she was fucking nuts.
“Okay, so I will change in the car.
It’s a car service used for the conference,” Jordy answered while cramming the
pills in the small compartment of her purse and popping one right there.
“Thanks, Jenny! I have to run.”
She cut Jenny off before her next
question and ran back to the SUV. She had hoped that she bought it, but there
was no way she would believe the truth anyway.
No one would ever believe
what was happening.
Jordy still didn’t.
They pulled into the industrial
parking lot and Jordy’s excitement dwindled a little bit, she wanted to be
alone with him. She had hoped they would be going anywhere or doing anything,
she hoped she hadn’t screwed up taking that Xanax. She didn’t want to fall
asleep again.
Coffee, she would ask for coffee as
soon as she got there.
She gave herself a once over, her
hair was actually perfect today, and her skin was glowing. She was really happy
with her appearance today and felt beautiful. She hoped he’d like the panties
she was wearing and deep down she hoped he would make good on his word and tear
them off .
Chill Jordy .
This time the receptionist was in.
She introduced herself as Tracey and smiled at Jordy. She was a little bit better
than good looking and had an amazing figure.
Jordy secretly wondered which of
the staff she had screwed to get this job.
She walked down the hall and felt
Tracey’s eyes on her. She wondered how many women had drifted in and out of
these halls.
“Hey!” she heard as she walked past
a large office.
Hearing his voice, she backed up.
He was sitting behind a desk, going
through a huge stack of papers with scribble all over them. The walls were
covered in platinum records.
Fucking awesome , Jordy
thought. He
Where is the dress?
It was on the floor, wrinkled to
hell and back, so she stuck it on a hanger and started a scalding hot shower.
She scrubbed every inch of her body
until it was sore and then scrubbed some more. When she got out of the shower
she saw the dress was in good shape and proceeded to drown it in her new
perfume.
When she heard the knock on the
door she was absolutely breathless and opened it to see Jessie smiling at her.
“Hi Jordy.”
She smiled back. “Hi Jessie, can
you give me five minutes?”
“Sure,” he said. “Can I take a bag
for you?”
“No, No. I’ve got it. I will be
right out.”
Once he was out of sight, she raced
to the bathroom, throwing lotion all over the place trying to get a manageable
amount on her body and feet. She smeared some foundation on her face and was
careful not to get it on her dress. She was able to do a semi-decent makeup job
and get the rest of her stuff together. Strapping on her shoes proved to be the
most difficult. When she finally looked up, she was a total mental mess.
Was this guy ever going to give her
a break?
It was like he knew what it took to
drive a woman mentally insane.
“Jessie, I need to make a stop. Do
you mind?” she asked carefully as she climbed into the black SUV.
“Not at all, Jordy. Where to?”
He smiled at her.
She gave him Jenny’s address.
When Jessie pulled up at the house,
she ran to the door.
“Hey girl! Where the hell are you
going looking that good at 11:30 in the morning?” Jenny greeted her before she
had a chance to knock.
“Jenny, listen,” Jordy said,
pulling forty dollars out of her purse. “I need as many Xanax as this will buy
me.”
Jenny happily plucked the money
from her hand and gave her a fistful of tiny peach pills but all the while
asking questions.
“Where are you going and why do you
need these? Who’s SUV is that? ”
“I have a huge insurance conference
and I have to represent my office and run a workshop and do some public
speaking so… thank you. Does this not look professional?”
“Girl, you look like a fucking
tart.”
“Tart?”
“A pastry, baby, good enough to
eat!”
This is why Jordy didn’t hang out with
Jenny, she was fucking nuts.
“Okay, so I will change in the car.
It’s a car service used for the conference,” Jordy answered while cramming the
pills in the small compartment of her purse and popping one right there.
“Thanks, Jenny! I have to run.”
She cut Jenny off before her next
question and ran back to the SUV. She had hoped that she bought it, but there
was no way she would believe the truth anyway.
No one would ever believe
what was happening.
Jordy still didn’t.
They pulled into the industrial
parking lot and Jordy’s excitement dwindled a little bit, she wanted to be
alone with him. She had hoped they would be going anywhere or doing anything,
she hoped she hadn’t screwed up taking that Xanax. She didn’t want to fall
asleep again.
Coffee, she would ask for coffee as
soon as she got there.
She gave herself a once over, her
hair was actually perfect today, and her skin was glowing. She was really happy
with her appearance today and felt beautiful. She hoped he’d like the panties
she was wearing and deep down she hoped he would make good on his word and tear
them off .
Chill Jordy .
This time the receptionist was in.
She introduced herself as Tracey and smiled at Jordy. She was a little bit better
than good looking and had an amazing figure.
Jordy secretly wondered which of
the staff she had screwed to get this job.
She walked down the hall and felt
Tracey’s eyes on her. She wondered how many women had drifted in and out of
these halls.
“Hey!” she heard as she walked past
a large office.
Hearing his voice, she backed up.
He was sitting behind a desk, going
through a huge stack of papers with scribble all over them. The walls were
covered in platinum records.
Fucking awesome , Jordy
thought. He
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