Dance with the devil

The good life

Charlotte, the woman who worked as admin in a high end business office, earned a fair good pay.
her job was to fax business opportunities to CEO's who were to busy for calls, and keep files in order as they dealt with many other businesses and companies, so her job role was pretty important.
in her leisure time, she would enjoy the outdoor activities, she would go horse riding, jogging through woods, camping.
she was a pretty woman, she kept her hair dyed scarlet, as it suited her well.
she did her smokey eye dark makeup with precision, and had a cheeky yet sweet smile about her.
she lived with her boyfriend lucca, they shared her apartment in hopes to expand their relationship further.

lucca worked in a car sales shop, selling expensive high end new cars to people like rock stars and filthy rich business men and women.
he was a handsome man, a nice shaped jawline with bristle neatly trimmed around its shape.
his eyes were caring and deep, he was friendly.
they both lived in new York.

Charlotte would sometimes meet up with her 3 friends, sarah, Diane, and Laura.
they would occasionally meet up outside a local bar and enjoy the evening with a few cocktails and talk about their day, weekend or their current boyfriends as none of them were married.
Diane worked at the same office as Charlotte doing the same job, it's how they met 2 years ago.
she was a short woman, a little chubby with an attractive face and gentle smile.

Sarah and Laura were childhood friends of Charlotte and all attended the same schools.
Laura was a sweet blonde woman, who took pride in her appearance, always kept her hair down as it suited her well.
Sarah was a Hippy Gypsy type of woman who lived on and off grid, she was more of a nature person and her clothing screamed out her personality, which was quirky funny and very sarcastic.
Sarah and Laura both worked in a beauty salon.

they meet up on a Friday and all had a chat about their week, enjoying some girl time and cocktails.
Charlotte's phone vibrated for a notification of a text.
Lucca: honey ill be late, I have to file the weeks worth of papers and sales, be back for tea.
'hmm no kisses this time, must had to rush the text'
she thought to herself.

she carried on with talking to her friends, complaining about their bills going up, fuel costs, and insurance costs.
'it's a comfortable salary, we should get by where we are'
Charlotte started.
'where you are maybe, not us salon girls'
Sarah laughed.
'well you'll have to give us life lessons on how to live practically free'
Laura laughed loudly as she rested her forehead on Sarah's shoulder.

she never took offence, they're all friends, and she laughed with them all the time.
she gave banter, and she took it even better.
Sarah gave a thumbs up in sarcastic agreement.

they left the bar together all sharing a taxi, passing their bit of travel as they each got out.
Sarah's place was first, a small basement apartment down some steps with a railing, she grew some of her own veg near her door in small plant pots, which nobody bothers or had ever tried stealing.
she waved and blew them all a kiss as she disapeard down the few steps to her door.

her apartment was very Boho, mostly hand made stuff, including furnature, decor, and blankets and curtains.
she liked to recycle fabrics and anything she could.
their next stop was Diane's house, she too gave a wave as her security gates closed for the evening.
her house was beautiful, inherited from her grandma.
very modern 4 bedroom house with large windows.

Laura's apartment was their next stop, she too paid for her journey and walked up some few steps to a tall victoriana building.
it was broken down into apartments some years ago, consisting of 6 floors and 3 apartments on each floor.
she liked the vintage style home, so the 80s style furnature and wallpaper was a great statement for her taste.

it was Charlotte's stop now,
'same next week'
she giggled as this was the same driver twice this month.
walking into her block through some secure main doors she made her way to her floor on the 4th.
switching her lights on, kicking off her shoes, foot fatigue soon kicked in.
'aahhh'
she smiled as he feet felt great.

she got a microwave meal from the freezer and started heading it up.
the bar lights in the kitchen on the ceiling were dimmable and gave a relaxing feeling.