One Night Stand (Chris Brown/ Mindless Behavior)

Chapter 18

Sorry I updated this one so late guys.. HUGE writers block. And because I have a new story called Homie, Lover, Friend. I'm feeling that story.

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❤September 3, 2013❤

❤Jamila❤

❤11:12 A.M❤

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Today Is my first photo shoot for the "PINK" line in Victoria Secret! Chris is watching Evenie today so no worries. I got dressed in a pair of skinny jeans, a red tank top and some red, black, and white Nike Blazers. I put my hair in a ponytail and grabbed my belongings. I went into my Chevrolet Cruze and drove down to the photo shoot warehouse. I noticed nervous girls running around in lingerie, and bras and thongs. I rolled my eyes rookies..

I spotted Nayla bossing people around. She gained a few pounds since the last time i saw her. When I was two months pregnant. I tapped her on her shoulder and she quickly turned.

"Jamila! You made it!" She smiled.

"I see.. I sort of have to be here. Teach these newbs a few things." A few of the girls scoffed and started strutting in there 7 inch heels. Two of them tripped and one of them fell. I laughed.

"Listen.. I'm sorry for not letting you do more photoshoots." She sighed." Forgive me?" She held out her hand. I turned it down.

"You're such a hypocrite when your obviously pregnant. I know what it looks like cause I've been thought it." A few girl gasped while the others shrugged.

"Shhhh!-

"Shut up Nayla!" I turned to the ladies." Hello ladies! I'm the famous International model Jamila Smith!" All of them cheered loudly." I will be "coaching" you for the next 3 weeks I'm here!" They clapped and cheered louder than before!" I'll start with.. You!" A mocha skinned girl with long bone straight hair parted in the middle. Gasped and shook my hand. She still had her robe on. She's insecure about her body. I was like that when I first started. I brought her into my dressing room which appeared untouched except for the fruits on the table. I picked up a grape and popped it into my mouth. I sat on the couch and the girl sat across from me in a arm chair.

"What's your name?" I asked.

"Michelle." She mumbled while fiddling her fingers.

"How old are you?"

"18." She looked up at me.

"I started when I was 16 not a huge difference right?" I shifted my weight on one side." Let me see your body." She hesitated at first but pulled off her robe. She had a BEAUTIFUL body. She had C boobs and a round, almost perfect ass. She twirled and stopped. She giggled and sat down.

"Wooow.. You have a nice body. You're model material baby-" I was cut off by a knock at the door.

"Come in!" Michelle picked up her robe and slid it on.

"You're on in 2 so get ready! Pick any of the limited edition sets on your rack." A tall white guy said. I walked over and saw a pink and white lace bra and thong. The reason why I have the best lingerie and the best bras and things is because of modeling. Once I'm in, it's mine forever.

"Did you know once you put on whatever they gave you it's yours? Not with clothes though. Only bikinis and stuff like that." She squealed and danced in her seat like Evenie does. I smiled and went into a secluded corner. She pulled out her phone and started texting. I quickly took everything off and put it on. I walked over to her and smiled. Her eyes widened as she saw my perfect abs and thick thighs. I was now a C cup ever since I gave birth.