The Line Between Pain and Pleasure

As I sit in my office chair I think about how I got to where I am l today about all the things that I've been through and how of all places how did I end up here.

A knock interrupts my thoughts.

"Come in." I coo as I try to take myself from my thoughts into reality.

"Goodmorning Mrs Robinson, I have your coffee just like you like it. I left the reports from yesterday on your desk for you this morning. You also have an appointment scheduled with a Mr Rafalko at 1pm ma'am."

"Thank you Tracy" I say with a grateful nod. I take a welcomed sip of my perfectly not to hot coffee. I've come to fall in love with coffee since I basically ran off the crap. Once again my mind wonders to a younger me.

I was far from popular in middle school. I was a scrawny, tall and skinny girl. Who was awkward, although I never paid much attention to the people in school. I was more into my school work. Kids would tease and shout "Carissa you're so ugly and tall." I'd just ignore them.

My mind flashes forward to the more pleasant memories of just a few years ago. High school was a lot different than middle school. I was tall and curvy, perfectly petite yet had all the right curves. My 32Ds replaced my awfully flat chest as well as a nice round plump butt. My hair hung long down my back and bright brown eyes eager to learn. That would never change.

When I think about it, I still look the same as I did then. Now I'm 23 and I am a model trying to make my dream come true. Ultimately I want to be a doctor but it seems this industry doesn't have time for school. As I look at my surroundings I silently as myself is this where I want to be.

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My meeting came quickly. Shaun Rafalko was a model as well and the agency we were both signed under wanted us to work together.

In this industry I'm surrounded by good looking people but nothing prepared me for the beauty of a man that walked through the door.

Standing at 6'4 was a tanned man with dark brown hair and bright blue eyes that held such intensity I couldn't help but stare. I feel myself get instantly excited and moist. Down there. Oh god. Where was this coming from?

"Hello Carissa." My name flowed from his perfectly shaped pink lips as he extended a hand to mine. Holy hell. Electricity shoots through my body straight to something deep inside my body. How? how was he getting this reaction from me and I only know his first name?

"Hi" I finally choke out. And with shy eyes I look up and gaze into his eyes that are piercing back into mine. And it's then I see it. I see that he feels exactly what I'm feeling. I snicker in the back of my head.

This should be fun.