Chapter 11

Boston.

The plane touched down in Boston. I enjoyed listening to music the entire quick flight on my Ipod. I needed to cleanse myself of the Owen mess. Chad and I stood up at the same time. We laughed at the synchronization.

“Ladies first” he said. I smiled, tipped my head “Thank you”

This made him laugh. I walked off the plane; he waved and walked away. I walked toward baggage claim. Once I retrieved my luggage, I headed towards the exit. I hailed a Taxi, gave them the address of the hotel I was planning to stay in. With the nightmare behind me I prepared to have a fun birthday.  

I checked into the hotel; they gave me my room key for my luxury suite. I took the elevator up to the tenth floor and opened the room. I love that I just called it in and didn’t see the room. It literally reminded me of Home Alone. With a great view of the city. This was so amazing. There was even a outer balcony. There was a bed, a 70-inch tv. A lounge area with a sofa, a luxury bathroom. There was a shower, and hot tub. I smiled. I prepped the hot tub. I went to get my luggage. I found my mother’s favorite lavender bath salts that I packed. With some vanilla cream bubble bath. I poured it in. I undressed everything and make sure that I was naked. I pulled my hair into a messy bun. I rubbed scented oil on my body. I massaged it into my full perk breasts, rubbed my abdomen going south down towards my heated core.

I may be a virgin but, I know how to release myself. I felt after everything was what I needed. I started to rub myself with the oil. I felt excited. I stopped and stepped into the hot tub. I made sure the jets would be on and that it would aim right to internal heaven. I laid my head on a towel that I had placed in back of me like a pillow. I turned on the jets and open wide. I felt the pulse of the jets hitting every part of me. I need to release my tension.

I found one of the jets could be pulled out like a shower nozzle. I pulled it directly to my core.

“Oh God!” I shout. I release everything that’s bottled up inside, screaming into the empty room. I writhe in pain and pleasure.

“YES! YES! YES!” I screamed in ecstasy.

“RUDOLPH!” I scream a name, and I don’t know why I did.

I immediately sober up. Where did that come from? I look around and immediately finish my bath. I am alone, and there’s no one here. I need to get out of this bath. Why did I call out to someone I don’t know?

I check my phone. It says 4 pm. I need to get food. I need to get out of this place. I take the elevator down to the lobby. Looking refreshed, and in a new outfit. I smile at the concierge and walk out of the hotel. I begin to walk down the street. The hotel is near the downtown shopping district. I need to get a birthday outfit, and I need to get a makeover. I find a hair designer. I want to look unrecognizable. I’m Tired of plain jane.

“Hello, how can I help you.”

“Hello, it’s my birthday tomorrow.”

“Happy Birthday, what can we do?”

“I want a cute cut to my should with layers. I already have wavy/curly hair, I want it cut to my shoulders with some layers, I also want my hair blond. Think “Penny from Big Bang Theory.” I tell her. She’s smiling at me looking excited.

“Girl! You’re going to look so hot!” She beamed.

“I want to lose my plain jane look that everyone says and I want fresh, and hot like Paris Hilton. I actually know her.” She’s clapping her hands. She ushers me to the chair. They offer me complimentary drinks and snacks. I sink into the chair for my transformation to finish.