Parker walked into the agency wearing faded gray capris, a yellow tank top and yellow flats. She was doing a model job for some new shoe. She didn't bother to ask who made it. It was probably ugly like all the other ones. Whenever she model shoes they were ugly as hell. Who would buy such ugly shoes?
"Darling you ready?" Perry asked as she came into the dressing room.
Perry is the guy that takes care of her feet. He massages them, paints them and all that.
"What have you been up to Perry?" She asked sitting in the chair.
"Ugh you know the usual feet." He joked sitting his 5'5 tanned colored stature in front of her.
He took her feet out of the flats and massaged them with oil instead of lotion. it dries faster and her feet won't look oily or slip around in the shoes.
"What color do you suggest?"
"What color are the shoes?"
"one pair is red one is black and one is royal blue."
"Woah 3 pairs of shoes I didn't know I was modeling 3 pairs."
"And they are Luis Vitton so your making quite a chunk of change for it."
"Yeah like almost a grand!"
"Okay okay rich lady what colors. They are all either strappy or open toed." He laughed
He knew from the jump Parker was bossy about how you do her toes. You had to put on whatever color she wanted.
"Okay do shimmery gold for the red ones. Purple and silver for the black and matte black for the royal blue ones."
"Yes ma'am." He said grabbing a gold nail polish that had sparkles in it.
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Parker was finished with her photo shoot and before she left she had asked Perry to paint her toes pink and yellow. She always liked bright colors on her toes. It made her weirdly happy.
She decided to treat her self to some frozen yogurt at savannah's at the mall. She'd run it off later. She got in her car and drove to the mall. It took her at 45 minutes because she kept coming upon red lights.
Once she walked into the mall she regretted it. She looked like somebody's parent.
"Well fuck it now." She said fingering her hair into a sloppy bun on the top of her head.
She headed towards the fro-yo but stopped when she noticed Aedan at Charlotte Russe working of course. She didn't mean to watch but she stood there and watched his every move. He was pretty good at his job. Getting women to buy way more then they need. Manipulative little thing he is. Then she noticed a short light skin women starring at him.
She knew better then to go into that store but she did and stood behind a mannequin. She felt like a secret spy. The light skin woman called Aedan over. She noticed a name tag on her shirt
"Well she works here." Parker stated the obvious to herself.
"Your sales are amazing Aedan." Then woman said in a raspy voice.
"Thanks Kayla." He smiled.
"Keep this up and that manager position is so yours. Keep up the good work up now go sales some more clothes."
"Sure thing boss."
Boss? She's his boss. She sure don't look like no damn boss looking at him like that. Parker thought to her self.
Kayla kept starring at Aedan all seductively and shit so Parker being straight forward as always she walked up to her.
"Damn he's fine." Parker said Kayla playing dumb.
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The Masochist (Completed)
RomanceParker Webb is a twenty year old masochist who lives her life day by day looking for a strong man to dominate her. She's a middle class Kentucky girl who's addicted to sex. She doesn't care for relationships and doesn't plan on having any. But being...