~ Nicole ~

"So, here's Miss Porter's schedule for this week." Georgia handed me a paper with some sort of table on it. "It can be quite busy, but this week she only has one fashion show she has to attend. Surelly, it will be busier next week when she starts filming her new movie."

I scanned the paper in front of me, it was only meals in famous restaurants and a fashion show in New York in two days. I have to be with her at all times.

"You get that there's something going on between you two?" Georgia looked at me with a serious face.

"Thank you for noticing, but that's none of your business." I replied sternly.

"You have been warned."

"Woah, what does that mean?"

"Miss Porter is very... delicate about her women. She will get you all warmed up just to use you and then throw you away like garbage."

She intrigued me.

"Well, I can assure you I can take care of myself."

"Just saying. She gets what she wants. And she wants ."

I wondered about all the things she said. Georgia probably knows better than me about Miss Porter, I mean of course she does.

With all that being said, I left the room we were in. I went back into the bedroom. Miss Porter was still sitting in her robe, now fixing her make up in the mirror.

"Like what you see, sweetheart?" Damn it. She must have seen me starring in the mirror.

"Um... sorry..." I stuttered. Why do you have to be so stupid all of the time Nicole?!

She got up from her fancy chair and walked towards me. The way she walked... it was so seductive. She really does have her way around women. Suddenly, her hands were on her robe, and she was untying it. Lord. Have mercy on me. Her plump breasts were uncovered, just under her dark laced bra and there was a matching underwear. I just swallowed hard.

"Breathe, baby." She whispered, I wasn't even aware how close she was. She nibbled on my ear and I could see other dimensions.

All of her movement suddenly stopped and she took a step back. She tied her robe back and chuckled.

God, I hate this woman.