confession, Selange couldn’t seem to erase the
surprised expression from her face.
“You’re shocked,” Gianni said,
narrowing his eyes, waiting for her to answer. “Why?”
Selange clutched her chest and laughed.
“Gianni, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to laugh at you. It’s just that I never
thought you capable of falling for a woman. In fact, I’ve often wondered if you
would remain the ‘Millionaire Playboy’ with the revolving bedroom door
forever.”
Gianni winced at her description of
him. “First of all, I said that she preoccupied my thoughts, not that I was
falling for her. Secondly, revolving bedroom door? Really,
Selange?”
Gianni was actually offended.
“Yes! Revolving bedroom door. Now
come on and take me home. I have an early flight, and you can finish telling me
all about the woman who has captivated you.”
Selange rose, and Gianni stood with
her. She walked around the table and placed her hand on his cheek. “The woman
that captures your heart will be very lucky indeed. This Natasha must be
extraordinary. Don’t be afraid to give yourself.”
Gianni shook his head and escorted
Selange out of the restaurant.
Women, he thought with a silent chuckle .
They only hear what they want to.
NATASHA
Natasha stood and stared in horror at her half naked image in
a full-length mirror in the locker room. She fumbled with the slingshot for
twenty minutes before figuring out how it worked. She was grateful when she
found one of her good Victoria’s Secret bra’s in her gym bag. She decided that
she would at least cover her breasts. The garment made it look as she was
wearing strips of black duct tape to strategically cover her private parts. Had
she not had the bra, her breasts would’ve been completely exposed.
Natasha turned around and viewed her
ass that would’ve been completely bare, if not for the thin strip between her
legs. Even as Natasha observed how sexy her body was in the slingshot, she was
disgusted by the idea of wearing it in front of a bunch of horny men. She
didn’t know if she could actually do it. She removed the tiny strips of fabric
and tossed them in her bag with her shoes and makeup. Then she reached into her
purse, pulled out her phone, and dialed Victoria’s number.
“Hello?”
“Vic, I have to work a lockdown and I
have to wear a black rubber–band!” She was so mortified that she didn’t even
bother to say hello.
“Rubber–band? Ooh... A
slingshot.” Victoria chuckled.
“Victoria, this is funny to you?!”
“Sorry, Tash. So, you’re working a
lockdown tonight?” Victoria asked, trying not to laugh at Natasha.
“Yes! I didn’t even know what a
lockdown was until roll call. I can’t do this! I can’t sashay through a room
full of men... naked !” Natasha was almost hyperventilating. She could
feel the beginnings of an anxiety attack.
“Tash... Natasha calm down,” Victoria
said in a voice meant to soothe.
“You can do this and I’m going to
tell you how.”
Natasha closed her eyes and slowed
her breathing while Victoria continued.
“You are no longer Natasha, but Natalia;
A beautiful exotic goddess who commands every man in the room with her prowess.
You possess a mind control like no other. Men drop at your feet. You own them,
and your every wish is their command.”
Natasha began to calm. In fact, she
was beginning to get excited. The thought of stepping out of her own boring
life and into the life of a sexually powerful temptress began to sound
appealing. She listened as Victoria praised her looks and her sexy curves. She
instantly grew confident. After listening to more advice from Victoria, Natasha
ended the call and tossed the phone in her bag.
She dressed in a pink jogging set and
pair of white sneakers, grabbed her bag, and walked out of the locker room.
Steve was patiently waiting for her. He tossed her a set of keys and handed a
covert cellular phone. As he headed for the exit while giving