WEAK Part One

WEAK Part One

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If anyone could raise three grand out of old underwear it was her. "Okay." I said. "I'll go get some." I watched their jaws drop but Clarissa recovered her composure in a heartbeat. "Not just any." She said. "We need the ones you're wearing now." Typical. Give the woman an inch… "What difference does that make?" I said. "All the difference in the world honey. If I'm going to personally vouch for these panties I need to know they're the real deal so that I can communicate that as compellingly as I can to my buyer. I need him to know that you were hot for this idea while you were in the underwear that will subsequently become his property. Believe me, it will make a difference. All the difference. Do you think these guys will pay thousands of dollars for a pair of drawers they can get in the department store for a few dollars? A guy who can afford this kind of turn on is no dope. He'll know if you were hot in these or not." I was too tipsy and excited about two months of rent free living to smell the obvious bullshit. "Okay." I sighed. "These ones are as good as any. Hold on, I'll get changed." "Not so fast." Clarissa stopped me. Jean was still in shock that the Mother Superior, aka me, was going to go through with this. "What is it now?" I said. "You need to get hot in those shorts first." I began to sober up. This game had gone far enough.
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When Liliana signed up to become a private flight attendant, she believed she had a general idea of what the job entailed. Strictly professional. What she didn't expect was for the mysterious, strict, straightforward Mr. Cavalier to take an interest in her outspoken yet naïve nature. With a stubborn billionaire refusing to take 'No' for an answer, Liliana finds herself on a ride of a lifetime, filled with heated close encounters, daring conversations, not to mention a dash of drama. Will Liliana be able to withstand Mr. Cavalier's lusty and endless pursuit? Or will the outspoken hostess reject the hot billionaire once and for all? __________________________________ He didn't speak. He never spoke. I knew that he was able to speak, but whenever I was around it seemed that I was the only one speaking. He didn't seem to enjoy my presence, but then again that wouldn't be true given that he requested for me to host, on my day off. His eyes were not friendly, his jaw and lips that never smiled told me to always be on guard. I could always feel his eyes on me, and I know its him, or else my heart wouldn't be acting the way it was. ... And yet, here I am, patting down the wrinkles on my skirt, as his car approached the Jet. I was rather angry. It was my day off. I wasn't even on call. I told Jenna that I wouldn't come in today and that he'd have to find someone else. Apparently this man didn't take "No" for an answer. He had his personal body guard arrive at my door, and I wouldn't be too surprised as to how he got my address. The scary man was ready to drag me from my house, I was driven to his private Aircraft and now I had to play hostess. When he stepped out of the car, his eyes looked up to me. Had he smiled or even acknowledged my presence, maybe I would be free to assume that he was happy to see me.

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