Animalistic Desires 2

HES Part 9

(I do not own the images to theses story.)
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Yvette couldn't believe her eyes, it was almost like looking into a mirror. Although, she did have some German heritage, maybe they just shared regional traits? Odelia soon looked, at her and smiled. She then made her way over to Yvette.

"You must be the Ying to my Yang." Odelia said to her, as she extended her hand. "I'm Odelia Rothman, but please, feel free to call me Delia."

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Delia." Yvette replied, as she smiled, and shook her hand. "My name is Yvette Walsh, but I don't have a cute nickname. So, you can just call me Yvette."

"Oh I always liked French names." Said Delia. "Since we're going to be working together, I hope that we can become friends. I must say the resemblance is remarkable. It'll make my performance of the Black Swan much more believable. By the way, I had seen some of the recordings of your dancing. You are very talented."

"When did you see those?" Yvette asked.

"My uncle emailed them to me." Delia replied. "He said that you had personified the White Swan beautifully, and he was right."

"Thank you." Yvette replied, as she couldn't help but become flattered. "I'm sure you are also an amazing dancer as well."

"That I am." Delia proclaimed , as she soon gave Yvette a wink.

"Well, Miss Rothman!" Ariana all of a sudden, bellowed out of nowhere. "We are honored to have you here. I am the ballet director, Ariana Papadopolus. But please, feel free to call me Ariana."

"I'm very pleased to meet you, Ariana." Delia smiled. "My uncle tells me that you are an amazing ballet director."

"Oh!" Proclaimed Ariana, as she smiled from ear to ear."Well, I'm honored to here that!" Ariana just stood there giggling like an adolescent school girl. Her smile continued as Bartholomew made his way over.

"Excuse me, Ariana." Said Bartholomew. "I was wondering if you could do me a favor? I thought that maybe instead of Delia staying in a hotel, she could stay with you instead. I would completely understand, if you said no."

"Nonsense!" Ariana gleefully exclaimed. "I would be more than happy to have her."

"Wonderful." Replied Bartholomew. "You don't mind, do you Delia?"

"Of course not." Delia answered. "I would very much appreciate it. I never cared much for hotels anyway. Who knows how many people have slept in those beds."

I'm sure Ariana hasn't had too many people sleeping in her beds. Yvette thought, as she laughed to herself.

"Well, then it's settled." Ariana proclaimed. "Delia can stay with me."

"Thank you, Ariana." Bartholomew replied. "I realize that it is getting late, but if you don't mind, I'll help bring Delia's things over to your place."

"Excellent." Said Ariana. "I'm parked in the garage. The two of you can walk with me to my car. I'll give you both a ride over, and then you can take a cab back to the theater."

"Sounds good." Replied Bartholomew. He then turned his attention back to Yvette.

"I enjoyed working with you this evening, my dear." He said to her. "I would like to see you here at three o'clock sharp, again tomorrow."

"I'll be here." Replied Yvette. She then noticed that Delia, and Ariana were talking, as they began to walk away.

"Why did you cover for me this evening?" Yvette whispered. "You didn't give me any different directions in the dance sequence."