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I walk over to the adjoining door and open it. Dominic was standing, shirt in hand, and Kimberly was lying on the bed naked. My eyes filled with tears looking at her there. "Caliana, don't you knock?" Kimberly rose from the bed sheet wrapped around her body. "Freak, get out," She said with a disgusted look. The burn in my throat was becoming too painful, and I rubbed my throat. Dominic arched his brow, then smirked. "What's the matter, Caliana?" He teased.

Kimberly did nothing but stand still. The one that she kept to herself was exquisite; it had a golden hue and a stunning pattern made of black stones running along its length; when light was reflected off of it, the stones gave off a unique glow and glitter. "You should give them to your pals since they will be wearing these stunning outfits tonight, and you should also tell them to head to the servants' quarters right away. When you are finished with that, you should come back and meet me here. Kimberly received such instructions from Elena as she proceeded to search for other outfits as Elena was doing so.

- I patted her hands, flashing a pretentious smile towards the unnoticing reporters. Irina, stunned by my swift change in mood, gritted her teeth while holding up her pretentious smile. She knew that the jig was up, she chuckled drily - her eyes evasive. "Since we've met here, why don't we go on a shopping date together?. Miss Selene only picked a Chess piece, your tastes have changed overnight and i would love to know why." - She spoke softly, not wanting to falter in the eyes of the public.

She was known as "Miss No-Nonsense." I realized later on in life that if only I had been as brave and confident in myself as her, I would have lived for me and not suffered so much. "Hey, Kimberly, are you even listening," Janet waved frantically in front of me. "I'm listening, Janet, I'm just..." "Who do we have here? The barren, fat Luna." Kate scoffed, swirling wine, as May followed behind, flashing a smug, triumphant grin as she gestured toward the massive, glittering diamond ring on her finger.

Damien nodded his head and left from there with a proud smirk. "I am Keli, make up artist of Romano Enterprisers." Keli introduced her while walking upstairs. "Nice to meet you Keli. I am Celestine." They both exchanged pleasantries and Keli start doing her magic...

Their whole vibe screams expensive and also fake as hell. "Hi! You must be Raelynn. I'm Briella, and this is Kimberly." The blonde one stretches out a hand, showing off her perfectly manicured nails. I hesitate before shaking it, my eyes narrowed in suspicion. The moment she pulls away, I swear she wipes her hand on her skirt, all while maintaining that polished smile. Kimberly giggles, turning to me. "We're Isabella's friends." "And Grayson's," Briella adds, but more like a demand.

“Ask me to put some lotion on you so he can hear you.” “Kimber, would you put some lotion on me, please?” “Certainly.” She says and grabs the lotion bottle from my hand as she gets off of her lounger. Stepping over to mine, she kneels between my legs, facing me. She opens the bottle puts some lotion on her hands and rubs them together. Starting at my knees, she begins rubbing the lotion on my inner thighs and legs, really rubbing it in. It’s turning me on and I watch Patrick as he’s watching us. I pull my knees up and spread my legs. Kimber’s making this as sexy as she can, even putting my legs on her shoulders at one point.

From our very first session, the air between us crackled with something dangerous but her stern looks and serious face kept me in check. Tonight my parents were away for the weekend. The house was quiet except for the low hum of the air conditioning. Kimberly arrived at 7 p.m., and I greeted her in a thin white tank top with no bra and a short pleated skirt. We barely made it through twenty minutes of analyzing an erotic novel before the book was forgotten. Kimberly closed it slowly and looked at me with dark eyes. “Nadine… you’ve been teasing me for weeks in these tiny outfits. I think it’s time I taught you what the woman in that book taught her student.”

Elise took a step towards him. "Throw you out. You stink," "If you wish, mister," Elise unzipped her dress and threw it to the side. She was standing in front of him in her bra and panties. Somehow he found her body oddly familiar. A blurry vision appeared in his mind. He was ripping fabric off a woman's body and kissing her like a beast. Who was that? Never mind. It must be some dream. "Fine. Do it yourself," Kayden walked out, his face slightly red. He had to change his own clothes.