☯ MY GOOD GIRL ☯ [ 18+ ]

[ juicy jay's ] UPDATED

"Talk about fuckin' last minute." Kay murmured. "I was tryna chill tonight."

I giggled. Kay and I had been friend's for time, we met at college and clicked instantly. We had been through it together.

Kay was older than me, she was nineteen and ran a hair and makeup business. Most of the time she was my personal stylist. We do everything with each other. I honestly don't know what I'd do without her. My ride or die.

"I found out there was a motive, like ten minutes ago, please come, I know you ain't got plans bae." I smiled down the phone.

"I'm down but only cuz I fuck with the gangstas, heavy." Kay groaned.

I gasped in shock. "I'm not saying shit. I need something wrapped round my throat though so we might have to two man step."

"Do the boys know that?" She cackled.

"Next question." I replied.

I was joking, I would stick to myself until someone could reach and grab my standards by the nape. I didn't like flaunting about and throwing myself at boys. I was too high value. I'd had my fun but I preferred selling the fantasy rather than pawning it away.

I ran to my bathroom to have a quick shower before Kay arrived. It was go hard or fucking leave when it came to getting ready for any event. I was always attending various events, parties or dinners. Being the centre of attention wasn't intentional, but I had to play the role.

I lathered myself in vanilla body wash and was in and out within five minutes. I started getting waxed now and then which changed my life and made my shower routine way much shorter.

I hopped out and quickly dried off before putting on vanilla body butter and a pair of satin pj's to top it all off. The door bell rang and I assumed it was Kay.

"Fuckin, finally!" I ran to the front door.

"Hey bitch." She winked, holding her massive beauty kit and a long frontal.

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"Cheers" We cheered as we clinked our matching pornstar martini's together.

"To a possible sneaky link." Kay chuckled.

I sipped mine and a smile spread across my face. "Im not bout that life no more. Cant find anyone worthy."

"Boring. You used to love a messy situationship." She raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah of course? They're fun and games until you work 7 days a week and are running a million pound company." I patted concealer under my eyes.

"You've always thrived better when your focused on your one's anyways. Don't give yourself up to anyone lower than you." She said, placing her glass on the marble countertop.