” “I only wear those for shows. It's rare those prima donnas let anyone keep their creations. They can all be real bitches, the women too.” Emm...a laughed while taking Jordan's hand, walking her to the pool. “You know with a little time in the gym you could be a fitness model too, Jordan. You're close enough already and with Janelle's contacts you could make some serious money.” They stepped down into the water, Emma turned to face Jordan, falling back then beckoning her to follow. Jordan did. It was raining very heavily. Surekha Aunty asked my mother whether she could send her son (that is me) to sleep at her house daily till her husband returns, as she was afraid sleeping alone in the house. My mother said yes for it. I was overjoyed and waited for the moment of night falling. I had no other knowledge and bad intentions, but only spending time and watching my dream aunty was enough for me.At last the night came and after dinner my mother told me to go to Surekha auntie’s house to. You are a kind of a troublemaker and known for your resting bitch face. However you are still a warm and kind person on the inside – at least you tell yourself that.You are about to lock you self into the gym, even though it is long past closing hours. You prefer to do your training late at night, and your small town gym is apparently the only one in the country that closes this early. Fortunately you happen to have your own key and the code for the alarm. You worked at the gym for a few months. The view to the harbor made the small place a great location to hang out. “Pierre has his needs.” Jean-Louis began. “I want to give him everything he desires, since he looks after my security.” “I would be happy to give him anything he would want if you need any special services...” Nina replied. “He will enjoy any attention I can give, if you want to engage me.” Jean-Louis said, they both would enjoy some female energy and if the women were inclined he would consider any reasonable.