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Ivy Kleinfeld
"It might help if you describe to us what style you're looking for," the female representative explained, "That way, we can find a selection of dresses you can try on. If you dislike the style, we can always try something different." "Something not so white," I tried to express myself, "Do you have anything red or black? Or both?" The female representative made an uncomfortable smile, "I can have a look to see what we have." Once she left, I stopped my fake smile and looked at the champagne; I could use a drink. "Jeez," Tanya expressed, "Black? Do you think anywhere will carry that type of dress?" "I don't care," I scoffed. I caved; I needed a drink. I began pouring a glass. "What are you doing?!" Tanya rushed and pulled the glass from my grasp, "You're pregnant!" I covered my face. If only I could express how unhappy I was about this, but if I did, she'd convince me to run here and now, and I wouldn't hesitate to follow. "Then add a ton of ice and fill most of it wi
Ivy Struggle
It was the night before our wedding rehearsal. To say I was nervous was an understatement. The thought of marrying Zeus so soon made my stomach turn in knots to the point where I was throwing up every day. I blamed it on morning sickness. Why was he pressing so hard? What was the point? If everything he said was true, why did he want to marry me so soon? Yes, his explanation was sound, but why the hard push? "You look stunning!" Tanya beamed, "That dress is perfect for tomorrow!" "I mean, she did put a rush on all the dresses. I'm surprised she got all four done in such a short amount of time," I commented. I love how our dresses are nearly identical—just the sleeves are different." "So expensive," she added. "Yeah, never had a dress so nice, not even when Callista and Dimitri bought them," I concurred. Knock. Knock. Knock. "Come in," I called. Eric entered my room. He was so handsome. His wet, loose, touseled hair fell around his face. He was wearing a black suit wi
Ivy Nothing
"Hey, would you mind staying till closing? I need to check on my son to ensure he hasn't done something stupid," Tanya sighed as she sorted out the tips."That bad?" I glanced over my left shoulder as I pushed a beer toward the man before me."He's at that stage where he doesn't care to listen," she exhaled with frustration, "I can't be there to make sure he handles his school, let alone even stay in school once I drop him off in the morning.""You remember being fourteen. It's not going to be easy," I responded before turning my attention back to the man before me, "That'll be $5." He fumbled in his wallet before placing seven dollars on the bar top and walking away. Tanya snagged it while blowing me a kiss."If his father would help and show him how to be a man instead of an angry teenage boy, then maybe I could understand-" she hesitated and shook her head, "You know what, no. I can't understand even if I tried."I looked into her eyes. The dark brown, almost black iris nearly blen
Ivy Virgin
"You never take anyone home," Eric stated, "Not even saying it as a joke, honey, you're still a virgin."Eric was one of my closest friends, whom I met back in middle school. We bonded over ditching class and getting drunk in empty parks. Sometimes, we sneaked into our homes while our parents were away at work and smoked their stash. Eric was tall and athletic, his copper skin with tattoos accentuating his muscles. His slanted eyes were beautifully angled, and his voice was soft and smooth, almost hypnotic. His thick, dark brown hair was slightly wavy and long enough to tuck behind his ears."Honey," I retorted, "Just because I don't take dick as you do doesn't mean I'm not open to it.""First off, I give it, not take it," he held up his right hand while counting off, "Second of all, if that were true, you would be with that tall, dark, and handsome man instead of me."I shook my head, and my mouth opened in a feeble attempt to respond, but only sounds came out. Eric mimicked me as he
Ivy New Day
I sat upright while running my fingers through my hair. Everything was swaying back and forth; I was still drunk, and it was already 2 in the afternoon. The morning sun beaming through my windows lit up my loft, causing tears. I tossed my red sheet aside before heading to the bathroom. Veering into the mirror, my hands turned the faucet on to cold. Splashing the cooling water on my hot face relieved the swaying in my head. How much did I drink last night? I went into the kitchen for some more alcohol to help me get through this hangover."Two bottles of Champagne? That's it?" I uttered to myself."Ugh!" I heard a groan behind me.Eric is lying on my couch in worse shape than me, "Want a mimosa?"He contemplated for a moment before looking at me and nodding his head."Good," I responded, "Now I feel better about drinking as soon as I awaken."I removed the orange juice from the fridge and seized a bottle of champagne. I came over to Eric with an outstretched arm, gesturing for help. My
Ivy Women
"So, I was right after all?" Eric beamed."Maybe half right," I corrected. All we did was kiss, but it was intense and intoxicating.""I was still right about it," he argued, "You wouldn't have given it a try if I hadn't planted the thought in your head.""You know it passes right when you state you're right?" I retorted.He turned and narrowed in at me before shaking his head from side to side, "Bring me my drink and stop with that sassiness."I walked around the bar and handed him his Jack and Coke before slinking on the couch beside him, "How about you stop acting like a constant know-it-all?""When I'm wrong ever comes around, I will," he boasted."I am frustrated with you, though," I confessed before drinking my water.He sipped his drink, "Why? What did I do?""Took away my toy!" my voice grew louder, "Or did you forget?"He giggled, almost choking on his drink, "Someone finally knows what it feels like to be horny and frustrated."It was so annoying, and he was right to top it
Ivy Experience
"Try it on," Tanya insisted while nudging a little black dress. It's perfect for tonight."My eyes scanned the dress, "There's nothing to it.""Exactly," she smirked and pressed it into my chest.My head shook before I took the dress in my hand. "Why not a tank top and some jeans?""No! We always wear that when we work," she shook her head and drank champagne from the opened bottle."Still failing to see the fault," I said before drinking some myself. I have slightly frozen the champagne from being in the fridge too long.I removed my red tank top and pulled off my jeans before tossing them onto my couch. We always got ready because she didn't want her son to see me undressed. She was protective of him, but I can't blame her. He was a stunning spitting image of her when she was around his age, and she had a reason to worry if he was anything like her.I stepped into the black dress and pulled it up over my hips. Tanya and I were nearly the exact sizes, so she always brought over her o
Ivy No Shame
"Why aren't you happy to see me?" Eric beamed. "The only reason you visit me at work is to drink for free," I responded. He looked at me quizzically, "No, that's not it." I turned around to avoid eye contact. He always knew when I kept a secret or lied to him. "What happened?" he asked. "I don't know what you're talking about," I evaded. "Something happened," he pressed, "Have a shot, then tell me." My body responded to his statement with acceptance as I drank. I downed the contents of the glass and felt the chilling burn rush throughout me. It was so good; just one more to do the trick. "Must be something good if you need more than one," he said. My hand grabbed a giant glass before pouring more, "It's not easy for me to be open and talk about things," I replied before downing a double shot of Jack Daniels, "You know I went out with Tanya last night. She found herself a man, like always, and I ended up across the street at a bar." "Why a bar when you were alre
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