Sweet Melissa and Sour SarahChapter 16
"Oh God I wish I had a joint," murmured Sarah to herself, sitting in the corner of the backstage where a group of models, including her, rehearsed for the evening's presentation of Delon Fils negligees. "I hate these arrogant, narcissistic airheads." It was to be her grand debut as a featured model for the line and as a top level runway model in Europe. After spending a busy four days being photographed and evenings loving Paris, the wonderful week was ending bitterly. She loved the sexy...