I'm a bastard.
Being an illegitimate daughter of an Elite politician is.
Say, I love scandal because I was the center of attention.
Paparazzi termed me as Ms. Butterfly. Haters condemned me as the B*tch.
But it's more of bees to honey because men cling themselves to me.
You got a problem with that?
Well, I'll tell you, my family have. That's ME.
Every family has a skeleton in the closet but prior to ours I don't want to be kept hidden.
I AM for display.
I selected dresses. I collected boyfriends. I minimize my friends. I maximize my enemies.
Best of all, I counted MEN. That brings GOSSIP to society pages.
To spite my father's family.
You. Do you want to help me? Show me around. And I'll tell you your number.
Because this PROMISCUOUS is eager for you to step into the devil's lair.
Note: This is on the mature side.
Chapter One
"Baby... I'm comiiiing..." he was really a jerk. He was like a cat purring at night. Eew. I smiled as I kept on waiting for him to come out of the shower. I licked my lower lip as I get excited.
He came out. Damn.
He was clad only with a skimpy towel. Tiny droplets of water were dripping down on his body. He was smiling seductively as he danced his way toward the bed. When I first met him he was the serious and religious son of a Cabinet member. One of my dear father's trusted friends.
"Do you think it was hot? Take it off, baby!"
I wanted to laugh. He's one good example of a proven fact that men came from the apes. Damn. He was very hairy.
Pantyhose was pulled off inch by inch. The buttons were straining, ready to be popped. Skin was getting exposed to reveal perfection. Hormones were raging on.
He took off the towel from his waist and raised it like a cowboy. I sat up straight. I was still taken aback by his... his thing.
It's show time!
Crooked a finger at him and led him to the door of the terrace. They were exhibitionists. I would have wanted the world to see the pure bliss that would soon be written on his face. He might give me the satisfaction. Oh no, he will. I was so sure of that.
"Baby, you're really adventurous... It's..." he looked out of the window. I've seen the hesitancy in his face. But that was only minutes. He seductively smiled. His pleasure was evident.
Oh... com'n lover boy. You'll probably make me happy. You won't forget this.
He smiled. Then came out in the open. He was shoved. Exposed in the open.
His eyes were blinded by sudden lights. Where it came from, that was surely a puzzle to him. He groaned when he saw that he was a feast to the paparazzi hungry cameras.
Flashes of bulb lights.
His mouth was agape open.
He had no clothes on.
He was too shock to even move.
I laughed myself 'till tears pooled down my eyes. Big Moron for a tiny thing like him. I was so damn good. Another one down. Many more for the road.
