As she fell, Jill gave a startled little scream, but two arms grabbed her and set her safely on the ground.
Distraught, she spun around to see Craig standing in front of her, staring at her in disbelief."Jill, what the hell are you doing?""There was a big spider," she blurted out, frantic."Aha, that explains everything, of course," he said dryly, and Jill got the impression he was having a hard time suppressing a grin. "She must have been pretty clingy, following you up here from your balcony, along the wall."She shrugged helplessly, not knowing what to say.Shaking his head, he pushed her to a chair, placed his hands on her shoulders and gently forced her to sit down. Then he sat down on the edge of the table opposite her.»First you're standing half-naked in my bathroom, now you're climbing around out there and you're about to break your neck. - Wouldn't you like to explain to me what's going on here? And don't tell me you wantedThe next morning began as usual with a nerve-wracking breakfast. Even though Lilly had already left and there were only six girls in the house besides Jill and Mandy, the noise and chaos hadn't abated a bit. "God, I'm so glad I don't have to listen to that gibberish for a couple of days," Jill said, exasperated, once they were back upstairs in her room. "You're lucky," sighed Mandy, who had progressed on the show but wasn't allowed to go to Las Vegas. Jill stroked her arm comfortingly. »Next time it's your turn.« »Oh, I'm happy for you«, Mandy smiled, »You deserve it, your shoot was really great and I hope you have a wonderful weekend. Vegas is great, I'm sure you'll enjoy it.” “I hope so,” Jill smiled, and started packing her things for the trip. "Er..." Mandy, who had been watching her, suddenly cleared her throat. "I don't mean to bitch, but you can't walk around in those clothes." Jill frow
Heart still pounding, Jill threw her phone on the bed and rushed to the bathroom. Normally she didn't need much time to get ready, she didn't care much about styling and other embellishments. But today she definitely wanted to look good, she wanted to please Craig, and thirty minutes didn't feel like enough for that.She hurriedly jumped into the shower, washed her hair and hoped that the hotel hair dryer would be enough to get her dry in time. Then she carefully creamed herself and then rummaged through her suitcase in search of underwear. Despite her misgivings, she had packed some sheer lingerie and quickly slipped into tiny black lace knickers and a matching bra. She pulled on the new dress, struggled with the zipper for a moment and then put on the high heels.She rushed back to the bathroom, where she blow-dried her hair until it was halfway dry and falling in soft waves over her shoulders. As always, she didn't wear makeup, and tonight it wasn't necessary anyway
Jill woke up to something pressing against her back. Slowly she came to, blinked in irritation, wanted to turn around, but the arm that encircled her waist prevented her from doing so. At the same moment, the memory kicked in again. She closed her eyes comfortably and snuggled contentedly to Craig, who was lying behind her."What have we done?" she sighed softly."A lot of things," he smiled sleepily, "Would you like me to tell you?""No, not necessary," she murmured, embarrassed, knowing only too well what they had done together the previous night.He kissed her neck tenderly. 'Should I be concerned that you don't remember how I love you?''You should be concerned about what will happen if this comes out. There's going to be a huge scandal.""It was worth it," he grinned. "Besides, I could tell Harriet that you're not as boring, clumsy, and uptight as she always says.""Craig, that is not funny. We're goin
Dejected, Jill sat in the small room and awaited the unpleasant things that were sure to follow. After what seemed like an endless time, the other girls came back and changed. Nobody said a word and the mood was extremely depressed. Only Cloe had a satisfied grin on her face, you could clearly see the glee.Finally Harriet came in and collected the motorcycle clothing. An icy silence surrounded them, and no one dared utter a sound.Mandy pulled Jill up from the chair and put her arm in her arm.Together they left the building and got on the bus. A little later the other girls started to tumble in, followed by the crew, and soon they were on their way back to the villa."I want to see you all down here in an hour," ordered Harriet when they had arrived. "We'll consult now and then we'll let you know who's in the casting tomorrow."Mumbling softly, the girls made their way to their rooms.Jill stood uncertainly, waiting to be told to pack her
Jill stood frozen and stared after them both. Then, with a mixture of shock and relief, she dropped into a chair and took a deep breath.That had just gone well – at least she thought so. Shaking her head, she wondered what the devil had possessed Craig to come down here half-naked, knowing full well that they weren't alone in the house. She fervently hoped that Joel hadn't suspected not to think about telling Harriet anything about that scene.She quietly crept to the door and put her ear to it, wanting to know if Joel Craig was asking any awkward questions. But nothing more than an indistinct murmur could be heard.Morosely she pushed the cleaning bucket into a corner and disappeared upstairs. She didn't feel like meeting the two of them again now, her need for excitement was covered for the day.Completely exhausted and sweaty, she got into the shower and was annoyed that she hadn't been able to get a look into Joel's photo case. She probably wou
"Why didn't you let me know you were coming home? I could have cooked you something?' As usual, Alice Moore didn't let her daughter speak at all."I just found out about that earlier," Jill explained, still completely overwhelmed by the situation.Her mother pushed past her into the apartment, Jill closed the door and then followed her into the living room.Immediately the usual litany began again. “You promised to call me after the Las Vegas weekend—I was so worried. God knows what could have happened to you.""I'm sorry, I forgot. But as you can see, I'm fine and nothing's happened,' Jill pointed out, mentally continuing, '... except I ended up in bed with the unshaven pretty boy.''I've had the worst Pictures in my head,” Alice Moore continued to lament. “Mugged, kidnapped, robbed, raped…”“… he didn't have to, I did it willingly,” Jill thought sarcastically.“And anyway
Craig and Jill spent another cozy Friday evening. They sat snuggled together on the couch, chatting, fooling around and cuddling. A passionate and tender night ensued, during which Jill sometimes got so loud that Craig had to cover her mouth."Maybe we should get you a gag when we go shopping later," he suggested, grinning the next morning after waking up. "I'm surprised Mrs. Atkins didn't call the police tonight with all your screaming.""You could just sleep on the couch and that would solve the problem and it would be a lot cheaper," she said dryly. 'But speaking of Mrs Atkins and shopping, it would be better if I went alone. Knowing that old bastard, she'll be lying in wait all day again, and I don't want her to see you.”He sighed. "Got it, you want to lock me up here like a pleasure slave.""I didn't really intend to, but you've just given me a very interesting thought," she laughed.They got up, showered together, and then discussed wh
The girls spent Tuesday in the training room from morning to evening, only interrupted by a short lunch break. It was exhausting, but unlike usual, everyone was very enthusiastic about it. Harriet only looked in once or twice to make sure everything was ok, the rest of the time they were alone with Lindsay.Lindsay knew how to motivate the girls very well, she didn't skimp on criticism, but she also distributed praise and it was great fun for everyone.Whenever she had the chance, Jill watched Lindsay unobtrusively. She had to admit without envy that the black-haired woman really looked extremely good. She wore a red suit with a white blouse that contrasted attractively with her dark complexion. Her black hair was cut in a modern short hairstyle that flattered her face and showed off her fawn eyes.It wasn't just her looks that made her appeal, but also her manner. Contrary to Jill's assumption that women like her had to be arrogant and bitchy, Lindsay turned ou