Women In Power

Mrs Belinda smiled at the security guard who had stopped her car and was now walking toward her.

She whines down her window and waves her hands at him “Hello. Open up the gate, I'm a member here” She nodded at him.

“Good afternoon, Ma'am. I'm sorry but can I see your ID?” He asked her as he bent to look at her through the window. Belinda smiled as she noticed he was old and was spotting wrinkles on his face.

He couldn't be older than her but thanks to her monthly skin care products, her face was wrinkles free. Now, she looks so young that people confuse her daughter and her to be sisters. And Belinda liked it so much.

“It's okay.” Mrs. Clinton said and her newest Louis Vuitton bag, she rummaged around to see that she had forgotten to bring her membership ID.

Now this security guard would have to embarrass her and Belinda didn't want to draw attention to herself, especially not now when there were sensitive issues concerning them in the news.

She whined down the glass again and smiled