Nympho

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Authors: Andrea Blackstone
all Innocent though. I’m capable of going toe-to-toe with a man in a boardroom or the bedroom. In fact, there’s nothing ordinary about me so if I were you, I wouldn’t expect it.”
    â€œName the seven continents.”
    â€œEurope, Asia, Africa, Australia, South America, North America, and of course, Antarctica,” I replied, smiling victoriously. “Do you have any real questions, Brian? If you do, fire away. I’m waiting.”
    â€œTake off your skirt and top. Let’s see what you have underneath. That’s not exactly a question but—”
    â€œI know what it is—it’s a command. I’m a teacher, remember? And I have nothing to hide or be ashamed of. My body is tight and it’s a ten. No, I’m being far too modest. It’s a twelve, at least in my opinion. It’s only fair if you draw your own conclusion though,” I said, shedding my military inspired outfit. My pink and green mini skirt fell down my knees and I pulled my army green tube top over my head. “What if I’m not wearing a bra . . . or panties? I hope that’s okay with you.”
    I stood tall in nothing but my gold heels that just so happened to be Trey’s favorite pair. He did manage to tell me my feet and calves looked sexy in them each time I wore them. I could tell by the manner in which Brain glanced over me that he was impressed by my physique. Although I wasn’t some L.A. skinny bitch, I knew I was a head turner.
    â€œAll right—you passed those tests with flying colors. Before you take the last step in the interview process let me explain something to you. I take good care of my girls, Innocence—an expense account, shopping sprees, a nice place to say—no fear of being arrested. I’m not a pimp and never force a client on anyone. My girls come and go when they please. Drug use and alcoholism is prohibited, but I ensure that everyone goes home happy and comes to work happy. There is nothing to do until a call comes in for you. You can sit by the pool, talk on the cell phone, which I provide, watch TV, or just relax. You don’t have to worry about being marketed because I make sure that is taken care of. If you accept a client, you deliver my finder’s fee after you are paid. I have no fear of not getting my share because you’ll definitely want another prescreened client with the same qualities as the last guy. I am a businessman and a damn good one. I work long hours and expect complete cooperation with all of the talent, so everyone can benefit from this. Dress and let’s take a walk.”
    After I dressed quickly, Brian allowed me to walk out of his office first. Next, he told the guard to take me to get a swimsuit, and then to escort me outside to the pool area. I slipped on a red string bikini with moveable letters that spelled BLING. They were strung on the side and midsection of two strings. When I finished changing, I followed the guard down winding steps that led to our final destination. My eyes scanned the open bar, lavish outdoor buffet, and umbrellas-topped circular tables. I heard girls suck their teeth and hiss at me as I walked past them to find a seat near the pool. Heads turned as I whipped out my sunglasses and lay back on a lounge chair in my heels.
    By the time I strutted over to the bartender to request a mixed drink, I could feel eyes burning a hole in my back. Clients who were supposedly occupied were already lusting after me. I knew I was the center of attention and loved every second of it.
    About forty minutes later, a guard I hadn’t seen before pointed at me while a young man wearing diamonds in both ears and a huge dollar sign emblem necklace around his neck headed toward me. Despite him wearing a plain, large white t-shirt, I recognized the well-known rapper. In fact, I couldn’t believe he was looking at me as if I was some sort of scrumptious entrée he’d picked out. Doesn’t

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