Nathan helped Tiffany carry in the rest of her luggage. He brought it upstairs and put it all in the empty room next to his own. While he was doing that, she made herself at home, helping herself to a coke bottle. And when Nathan finished, she went up to her room to unpack. Once that was done, she came back down and went into the kitchen to brew a pot of coffee.
Crystal was watching TV in the living room. She kept her eyes on the screen, but she watched Tiffany from the corner of her eye and kept track of what the woman ate and drank. After a few minutes, Tiffany came out of the kitchen. She cleared her throat to get Crystal’s attention and said, “I heard that, Professor. Davis likes coffee. I made a cup of Blue Bottle for him. I hope he’ll like it.”
Crystal sighed and changed the channel. She turned to face Tiffany and said, “He l
The minute Crystal’s phone began to ring, her face turned red, and she scurried back down the hallway and into her room. Once she had her door closed and locked behind her, she pulled her phone out of her pocket and checked the Caller ID. The call was from her friend, Serenity Jordan.As soon as Crystal answered the phone, she began to scold her friend. “Serenity Jordan!” she hissed. “I know it’s you! Could you put a little thought into your timing before you call me? You always pick the wrong time to call! Do you do this on purpose?”Serenity: “Give your head a shake, girl. Don’t be ridiculous, I have no way of knowing if it is a good time or not. Why don’t you take a deep breath and tell me what happened? Did I interrupt some sort of sexual activity?”Cry
Because of Nathan’s good looks, he was often thought to be unapproachable, and especially by women. His assistant was a man, and women were generally unable to arouse his interest. Thus, it was rumored that he was a homosexual.Crystal was the only woman who had ever broken Nathan’s barriers and ignited his carnal desires. He watched closely as her tongue ran up the length of the most raw meat, and at the last minute, before she put it in her mouth, he snatched the fork out of her hand and said, “You can’t eat that. It is too bloody. It’s bad for your stomach.” By now, Nathan had lost his appetite. He was still hungry, but not for food.Tiffany frowned and said, “I’m sorry. I didn’t know that. Crystal, don’t eat the steak. Why not have a slice of pizza or some pasta instead?” Tiffany handed the p
Alex Jordan met Nathan at the club, and he was shocked when his old friend asked him to find him some sexy prostitutes. After all, Nathan was famous for being disinterested in women. Once he got over his disbelief, though, Alex assured Nathan that he could arrange it for him.Nathan and Alex were led to a VIP box. They sat across from each other on the sofa, and Nathan undid the buttons on his shirt, revealing his attractive chest muscles. On the table in front of him, there was a bottle of red wine. Nathan quickly finished half of it. He poured himself another glass, lifted it in his hand, offered a toast, and finished it in one go.Within seconds, the waiter was there to refill it.Alex was shocked by Nathan’s behavior. They had grown up together, and in all the years they’d known each other, he had ne
Nathan gave the wh*re in his lap a disgusted look, and when he stood up, she tumbled to the floor. The woman cried out in pain, indignation, and rage. “What the fuck?!?!?” she shouted.Alex was just as confused as he saw the woman on the floor. He looked up at his friend and said, “Nathan, what are you doing? Didn’t you ask for me to get these women for you? To have sex with?”“I changed my mind,” Nathan said. “I guess I’m not this desperate. They’re all yours. Have at ’em.” And without another word, Nathan turned to leave.“Where are you going?” Alex shouted. Without turning around, Nathan said, “I need some fresh air.”***
“My name is Downey,” the cosmetician said. He pointed to a seat that faced a mirror.“Why don’t you have a seat?” As Crystal sat down, Downey asked her what her name was, and she said, “My name is Cristie.”“I really appreciate what you’re doing for me.” Serenity was relieved to hear Crystal offer an alias in lieu of her real name. She thought - In a place like this, the fewer people that knew her real name, the better it would be. After all, Crystal wouldn’t want to be mistaken for a “Working Girl.”Downey: “Cristie? That’s a cute name. Like Cristie The Night Beauty! Before we get started, do you have any ideas about how you’d like to look?”“I want to look beauti
Eric Bush sat down on the corner of the sofa, leaned lazily on it, and put one of his arms on the back of the leather sofa. He looked at the man in the corner, lifted his glass with his free hand, and said, “To Master Davis.” When Nathan didn’t reply, he lazily pointed to the ladies. “You seem unsatisfied with the wh*res. Would you prefer something younger? Someone virginal, perhaps?”When Nathan still didn’t respond, Bush grabbed the closest prostitute and threw her at him. Nathan caught the girl as she landed in his lap and when he tried to push her off him. She did not want to go, though, and she made herself comfortable on his lap. “I just arrived today,” she said. “I was brought in, especially for you, because of your unique penchant for young virgins.”Nathan looked the girl in the eyes, and in a
Crystal walked towards Nathan and sat down next to him. He put his arm around her waist, and after looking at her for only a second, he said, “Master Bush is right. You do look familiar.He really doesn’t recognize me! - Crystal couldn’t believe it. “I have that kind of face,” Crystal admitted. “People tell me that all the time.”“You remind me of someone in particular,” Nathan said, “but you are more beautiful than she is.”Crystal’s body shook a little. She didn’t feel happy about that compliment. She touched his arm and pouted. “Who is she?” she asked, “You can tell me.”“It doesn’t matter who she is,” Nathan said as he began to rub her back. “
Alex raised his wine glass and shouted, “Next round!”The older woman joined them, and in the next round, she drew the trump card. She held it out for all to see and said, “Number seven must drink from number two’s mouth!”The youngest prostitute laughed and said, “Come on, guys! Who has number two and number seven?”“I’m number nine,” Layla said, “so it’s not me.”Crystal: “It’s not me. I have five.”The was a moment of silence, and then Bush leaned back, took a drag off his fag, and slowly revealed the seven of Spades.Who is left? - Crystal wondered. She looked around the table. She