Strictly Lesbian Business®

Intro

Strictly Lesbian Business®
Intro

"What is your name?"
"My name is Beyoncé Knowles"
"And, what are your talents?"
"Well, of course you've heard of me. I'm Beyoncé, aka Yoncé, the sing--"
"Sweety, you gotta learn that out here in the real world, you won't be recognized by your fame. Once your out here, your just a rookie on your own. So all I want is a simple answer, not a autobiography."
"I'm sorry ma'am, I apologize. My name is Beyoncé Knowles, and my talents are fashion, singing, and dancing."
"Good, a simple answer. Now, why do you want to work here at Victoria Secret™?"
"Well, it's been my dream to work in a famous fashion industry like this one."
"Nice suck up, kid. Seems like you got the job."
"I wasn't sucking up ma'am"
"Yeah yeah, thats what they all said."
"Okay, what is my first task as assistant?"
"Please, straighten Mrs.Jasmines desk, organize her paper work and put them all in order."
"Yes ma'am, is Mrs.Jasmine in right now?"
"No, she is at a shoot with some of the models. She will be here soon, so you have about 45 minutes to straighten that desk and be out of there, cause Mrs.Jasmine hates visitors in her room. Got that?"
"Yes ma'am "
"Her office is down the hall, the last room. Make yourself comfortable, just not too comfortable."
"Yes ma'am "
"And Yoncé, one more thing. I need you to sign this contract, and fill out these forms."
"No problem, what are they about?"
"The contract states that we as a company, aren't responsible for any touching, grabbing, sexual activities, or sexual favors in force."
"What?"
"Yes, this contract must be signed"
"What do you mean sexual favors in force?!"
"Look Ms.Yoncé, if you want this job, you gotta have the contract signed."
.....
"Fine"
"Thank you"
"But if i do, promise I won't be sexually harassed or tempered."
"I'm sorry, but I cannot promise you anything.."
"Okay"
....

1 year later...

Beyoncé's P.O.V

In the night, the breeze flowwed, and the crickets were aloud. I walked along the side walk, bare-footed and cold. Nothing clothe my body, but a white dress that was short and ripped to my thighs. My hair was long, but it was cut to a short style. The runny mascara, painting down my cheeks. The cement grounds were cold, every step. Sent shivers up my back, from the sole of my feet. Rubbing both of my arms, hunched over, trying my best to ball up and keep warm. My mind waa telling me the whole time, "I knew you shouldn't have took that job! Look what it's done to ya child, it's turned you into a lonely street walker. And now, you ain't got nothing to do with your life BUT walk the streets homeless." My mind during that interview told me "leave" the whole time. But my heart for Blue was telling me to stay. Well, my heart got everything token away from me, including Blue. My fame, my identity, Sasha, all left me on the streets. Now, it's just Yoncé, and she has no where else to go, and no one else to run to. All of me, given to the streets.

The quiet silence of the streets then were alarmed by a buzzing coming from down the street. The roar of a race car, streaming down the street in a fast dash. I didn't even think about looking behind me, what was the point. The heat of the car lights, gleaming on the spine of my back through the silver lace of my dress.

Turning my head, the car pulled up beside me, slowing down until it stopped when I did. The car's lights dim low, and the window rolls down.
My head turns to the drivers seat, and all I could hear was that familiar voice.

"Sasha, I miss you. Please, baby, come back home."

That soft voice I miss so much, that voice that brought me to tears.

"Why, why should I come back after that altercation!?", I asked in tears, walking away. The car follows me around the block, and down a mile. I finally snap, after the horn was blown at me the whole time down the road. "What do you want, damnit!", "I want you to come home, baby. I apologize for all I put you through, but all I have to say, is that I love you, and I put you through that altercation for our love, Sasha. I did that to build our love stronger, and bring us closer together...Please baby, forgive me.", a beckoning apology, as tears over came me. "Oh baby, I miss you so much.", I said as I ran to the other side of the car, jumping in and kissing my love. "Please, promise me, this will be the last we ever fight again.", I said. "Promise"...

The car drives off, into the night roads...

...So, ya think this is something between my ex Jay and I. Naw sweety, you gotta take a good luck at my back story. Look closely, you'll see.

Present...
1 year ago..