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Bill Cline called the next afternoon.
"Universal," Brenda said when she answered the phone.
"Brenda, it's Bill."
"Hi Bill, what's up?"
"I have the results of the junk you gave me and I don't think you will
like what I'm going to tell you."
"What's that?"
"The stuff you bought from Susan doesn't match Melissa's cocaine, we
have no idea where she got it."
"If Melissa is getting her drug from Susan maybe she hasn't run out of
what she has yet, remember I got mine from Melissa first and it might
have been the last of Susan's. When she buys it again it will probably
match but I will have to wait until she buys again."
"How will you know when she buys it?" asked Bill.
"I don't know, I guess the easiest way to find out would be to buy from
each girl weekly and when they match we'll have them."
"That's a good idea Brenda, I'll have some extra money put in your bank
account so you will be able to afford buying the drugs. If I don't
Melissa will think you're already whoring yourself to buy her drugs,"
Bill said.
"Thanks Bill, I'll call you when I have something for you," Brenda said.
Mario came in later to remind Brenda of Thanksgiving.
"Hi sweetheart I just wanted to remind you about Thanksgiving dinner at
mom's Thursday," he said.
"I'm looking forward to it, what should I wear?" she asked.
"Maybe a dress, it's a little more formal than Sunday dinners, I'll pick
you up around noon. Do you have time for a snack after work?" Mario
asked.
"I do if it's with you."
"I'll see you at five."
"Okay, love you."
"Love you too," he replied as he left.
Tiffany was working day and night, during the day she did fashion shows
and then was shooting commercials in the evening.
She was shooting an ad for a major department store only this time she
didn't have to speak any lines. She was on her ninth take and was
growing tired of the whole thing.
"When are we going to finish this scene?" she asked.
"When that idiot working with you doesn't screw up," the director said.
"She's just tired, maybe we should take a break," Tiffany said.
"She wouldn't be tired if she slept at night, come on let's try again,"
the director said.
"Please concentrate Mandy, I want to go home," Tiffany whined.
"I'm trying Tiffany, its just that my mother just found out she has
cancer and I'm having trouble concentrating, I'll be alright," Mandy
said.
It took two more takes before the shoot with Mandy was done. Tiffany was
tired but she still had two more things to film before they would finish
for the day, the only saving grace was that Tiffany was alone so they
went quickly.
"Miss Rollins, Paul Bennington wishes to speak with you," one of the
people that hang around these kinds of productions said.
"Who's Paul Bennington?" Tiffany asked.
"He's the CEO of the company you're doing this for."
"I'll be just a moment, I should change into my own clothes."
"You mustn't keep him waiting, he came here especially to meet you."
"Me?"
"Yes, he's quite a fan of yours."
"Okay, lead the way," Tiffany said.
Tiffany was led to a tall man and introduced to him.
"Tiffany Rollins, this is Paul Bennington, Mister Bennington, Tiffany
Rollins."
"Tiffany what a pleasure to meet you, I'm quite a fan of yours. I had to
have you for our advertising after I saw you in those Sunstar
commercials," Paul said.
"Thank you Mister Bennington, it's a pleasure working for you," Tiffany
said.
"Call me Paul, I think the shooting is done for the evening and I was
wondering if you would do me the honor of accompanying me to dinner, you
must be famished?"
"I am hungry, but I should change first."
"Nonsense, you look perfect, take the dress, it's yours and leave the
heels on, shall we?" Paul said as he extended his arm to Tiffany.
Tiffany looked at the man, he was extremely handsome, well tanned, and
definitely had a flare for fashion. He appeared to be in his early
forties with just a little sprinkling of gray at his temples. His smile
was disarming, perfectly straight white teeth, he looked like an ad for
teeth whitener which made his cobalt blue eyes stand out and glisten in
the light. Tiffany was mesmerized by his good looks and placed her hand
on his arm.
"Oh wait, let me get my things, they have to lock up after we leave,"
Tiffany said.
Tiffany went to the changing area and threw her clothes into the large
bag she carried to these sessions and put the strap over her shoulder.
"Let me carry that for you," Paul said.
Tiffany handed the bag to Paul as he escorted Tiffany to a waiting
limousine and helped her in the door.
The couple arrived at a restaurant Tiffany would have never guessed was
there. It was one of those places celebrities went to have a quiet
evening of dining without having fans bothering them every second.
"Good evening, Mister Bennington, your usual table?" the host asked.
"Yes Maurice, that would be fine."
The couple was escorted to a small table near the center of the room and
seated by the host.
"Would you like a cocktail?" Paul asked Tiffany.
"A glass of white wine would be fine," she answered.
Tiffany was handed a menu which she opened and wondered why there were
no prices next to the offerings.
"Paul the prices are missing from my menu," she said.
"They aren't listed at this restaurant, if you need to ask you don't
belong here," he said.
"Oh," she said.
"Tell me about yourself Tiffany, I've been mesmerized ever since I saw
you in that commercial," Paul said.
"There's not much to tell, I'm from Minnesota and got into modeling by
accident. I'm tall for a girl and I used to be teased because of my
height. I played basketball in school but wasn't very good. It was hard
for me to find a date to the school dances because boys don't like their
dates to be taller than them so I fanaticized about being one of the
girls in the magazine ads and when I graduated from high school I
started modeling and here I am," she said.
"I'm glad you became a model or I wouldn't have met you. I've never had
a girl make an impression on me like you have, I feel like I have a
school boy crush on you," Paul said.
"That's sweet of you to say Paul, but we've just met," Tiffany said.
"I know we have and it was the strangest thing when I saw you the first
time, my heart skipped a beat, you're very special Tiffany."
"Thank you Paul," Tiffany replied.
Tiffany wondered what in the world was going on. Paul was an extremely
handsome man, one who could have any woman he wanted and here he was
pouring his heart out to her like a love sick little boy, am I that
exciting to him she wondered.
Tiffany liked the way Paul was looking at her, it wasn't lustful but
more a look of admiration, she was growing fond of him. She felt like
Paul was becoming a friend, the kind she would like to hang out with,
like one of the guys. What she didn't realize that she was having
feelings a woman has for a man and they were slowly taking control of
her emotions, she was becoming more of a woman than she wanted to be.
Paul was terribly infatuated with Tiffany, her beauty was beyond what he
was used to seeing but her inner beauty was what drew him to her, how he
wondered, could such a beauty be such a nice person too. Most of the
women Paul dated were jaded beyond description, real bitches that saw
him as a bottomless source of money. Tiffany was different from the
others, she was here to have dinner and be with him, no commitments or
promises just the enjoyment of being together.
As the evening continued the conversation became more flirtatious, both
giving as well as taking, most of it very innocent and then Tiffany made
a mistake.
"Do you have a girl friend?" she asked.
"Not yet," Paul answered.
"I'm surprised, you're a very handsome man, I would think you would have
your pick of women," she said.
Tiffany was startled by what was flowing from her mouth, she never
talked to guys like this, she was always guarded and now her wall of
protection seemed to have been taken down, and she was babbling like a
school girl, shut up Tiffany, she thought.
"I date quite often but until now I didn't care much about whom I was
with, but you're special Tiffany and I'd like to show you how special
you really are."
Tiffany was blushing, she was feeling special with Paul, and maybe it
would be alright to lower her defenses a little and learn more about
this man, maybe even become friends.
She thought about Brenda, she seem very happy with her life and what the
heck, Brenda hadn't turned into some kind of monster by dating Mario,
just the opposite seemed to have happened, Tiffany had never seen Brenda
so happy and she seemed to have gained direction in her life, maybe I'll
try this thing to see where it might lead, it's going to end soon
anyway, I might as well enjoy the ride.
"Paul, you're very sweet, but it's getting late and I have a show in the
morning and more commercials to shoot in the afternoon, we really should
be going," Tiffany said.
Paul looked at his watch.
"I didn't realize how late it was, let me sign for dinner and I'll run
you home but only if you'll see me again."
"I'd love to see you again, I really enjoyed your company," Tiffany
gushed.
Like the advertisement says having tons of money, great, having Tiffany
Rollins accept your invitation, priceless.
"Are you doing anything this Thanksgiving?" Paul asked.
"I was just going to stay home," she responded.
"Spend it with me, I'd be honored."
"I'd like that very much," Tiffany said.
The bill was paid and Tiffany was escorted to the waiting limo and
helped into the car by Paul. He entered the other side and sat next to
Tiffany. He placed his arm around her shoulders and she snuggled against
his chest. She had been modeling spring fashions and the dress she had
on wasn't doing much to turn away the winter's cold and Paul felt warm
and comforting.
They rode in silence and Paul decided to take a chance with this girl he
liked so much and turned her face toward his and kissed her softly on
the lips. When she felt her head being turned Tiffany knew what was
coming and much to her surprise she wanted this kiss. It felt good, soft
and sensual, loving, full of life, not some dirty pushing of the lips,
but a display of love. She felt her stomach grow tight and placed her
arms around Paul's neck and kissed him back, she felt wonderful. Paul's
lips didn't repulse Tiffany but made her feel like a woman, much to her
dismay. Tiffany had finally come to grips with herself, be a woman, let
the man go and recover him after this undercover thing was over, Tiffany
finally got what this was all about.
The kisses continued until Tiffany arrived home. Paul walked her to the
door and gave her one more kiss.
"I'll call you tomorrow," he said.
"I'd like that," Tiffany responded and went into her apartment.
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