In Love With The Pornstar

Chapter 5

On my third bottle my head was spinning and the clock was ticking. She was drinking the vodka like water but I can tell

she was tipsy. I gulp down my fourth glass but the problem is so was she. I grab the last bottle and collapse. I can do this. She was barely on her feet.

Refusing to give up, she use a chair as her support. I couldn't drink anymore if I did I'll vomit

on myself since I can't even get up. When I turn in her direction, she had her 5th bottle half empty. I struggle to raise the bottle to my lips before it can do so I heard an

uproar. People were cheering which can only mean one thing, she won. I threw the bottle in anger. I can't believe I lost I never lose especially about drinking. But I gotta give it to her, she know how to handle

her liquor. She walked up to me , I didn't even need to look at her to know she was smirking.
"Anything you want to say" she ask tapping her foot crossing her hands.

"You got lucky" she frown so hard I start believing she had wrinkles. I smiled

"I'm just kidding you did well congrats" I said sincerely.

She relaxed returning my smile. Well I guess that was it. I couldn't have her. I was overwhelm with sadness. I think I actually liked her. Ooh shit I can't believe I just admit that. I must be really drunk.

"That's what I thought" I tensed up. She laughed

"I'm just kidding I appreciate your sincerity" well damn she got me.

"Well I gotta get back to work see you at the wedding"
she left.
My head was spinning so much I couldn't stand up. No matter how much I tried I won't be able to get up. Lifting my head, I saw Jennifer coming back

"need a hand" I shook my head yes.

Of course I need a hand duhhh. You'd think I'll sit on this stinking floor for fun is what I wanted to say but I couldn't speak. Instead of going to the door, she make her way to the bathroom. Hold on nooo nooo I don't want to go in the girl's bathroom. Stop!!!!!!!

"don't be such a baby" she snapped.

She put my head on the sink and poor some water on my head. Ohhhh yessss that's refreshing. Ohh God I'm going........i ran to one of the bathroom and let it out. I never know I could vomit that much. Jennifer was laughing at the top of her lungs.

"You really not a drinker" I felt a thousand times better. The spinning subsided and I had my voice back.

"It's not funny" I said

"it's not funny" she mocked me

"it's really not"

"it's really not" she said

"I don't sound like that" I said a little too harsh

"I don't sound like that" she need to stop she's getting on my nerves

"you know you way more sexier when you're quiet" she rolled her eyes.

"You know you're way sexier when you not rolling your eyes" I turn around and threw up one more time.

"Thank you" I said remembering how she helped me. She smiled

"for what" I give her a 'don't push it face'.

"For what" she repeat. Andddd she was pushing it damn it woman.

"For helping me out" I said almost in a whisper. she smiled

"you're welcome"

before I can say anything more she ran out the door. I ran behind her but I knew in this crowd it was almost impossible to find her or anyone. I sigh. I need to get home take another shower or throw up one more

time. I don't need a hangover. I stumble to my limo. My driver was sleeping, snoring like she own this limo.

"Get the fuck up I need to get home" I yelled. He jumped up. I couldn't help but laughed.

"Drive" he rub his eyes and say

"yes sir" I shook my head.

Looking out the window thought Jennifer invade my mind. I've seriously never someone as incredible as her. She have everything I want in a woman and even more. No

woman have EVER impress me as much as she has. She's sexy, dramatic, humorous and intoxicating. It's hard to forget such woman. I drift off in a deep sleep until I was woken up.

"Sir you're at your house"

i stretch my body and walk out. Shit I look like shit. A pound in my head make me wince and I felt like shit too. the gate to my mansion Open. My mansion were black

and white. I loved these two colors. White remind me my success but the black all the dark times I had to endure to arrive at my success. My mansion is full of painting. I travel a lot so

I took a piece of art in every part of the world I went. I even had a painting from the great Picasso. His painting were magnificent. I truly admire them. In my free times I paint to express the pain I went

through, the emptiness I feel or how blessed I am. Yeah I know it's all about me. There was also a beautiful garden with a statue of myself with water over

flowing. Like I said before everything is about me. But there was also a beautiful garden. The flowers scent are extremely refreshing and their beauty are vastly relaxing. The door automatically open. Immediately I feel home. I walked straight to my bathroom. I took a long hot

shower. I light up a smoke, every muscle, every bones in my body relaxed. With the water on my skin and with every puff I felt divine. I love this feeling. I can truly say it's

better than sex and that's not the alcohol talking. After that I dried myself. I walked to my kingsize handmade bed. I don't have a single night ware since I sleep naked. Yes I sleep naked

shit normal. It's comfortable. I sigh loudly as I lay comfortably in my bed. I heard a ringtone. Who's calling me so late? For a moment I didn't want to pick up. But as it kept ringing. I pick up

"WHAT" I hate when I'm relaxing. Taking all the day stress away and someone dare interrupt.

"Well somebody's grumpy. I sat up

"Ms. McKenzie" my heart skip a beat. Shit!!!!!