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    The Elite – (Chapter: “Something isn’t right.”)

    “Afternoon’ gentlemen.”  Ashley greeted the familiar pair as they quietly sauntered her way.

     

    Damian Krueger and Marlon Jackson both worked for the same agency.  Both men towered above her a little over 6’ in height.  Their biceps were bigger than her legs and their necks were triple the size of hers.

     

    “Davies, Carter.”  They nodded in unison.  “Been a while hasn’t it?”  Krueger smiled, remembering the last time they worked together.

     

    “Too long my friend.  At least this time we don’t have to worry about contaminated panties.”  Carter chuckled from next to his partner as he fixed his earpiece and tested it out.

     

    The last time this foursome worked collectively was during Justin Timberlake’s concert stop in Los Angeles.  As expected, a mass of hormonally enraged preteens were in attendance swooning in his presence.  As the singer stepped off of his tour bus, a slew of panties were flung at him.  Needless to say, not all of them were free of skid marks.

     

    “Tell me about it.”  Marlon shivered at the thought, not wanting to remember it at all.

     

    Once their earpieces and microphones were attached and tested out, they entered the venue.  Masses of people were gathered in the area, squeezed together in hopes of acquiring an autograph and a few photos.

     

    Hugh Hefner was definitely a celebrity in his own rights.  Ashley and Carter ‘read’ the articles though they would never admit to it.  However, one specific detail made this event a rare one.  His five, yes count ‘em, five girlfriends were going to be in attendance to promote their new series and Playboy Cover.

     

    “Ready boys?”  Ashley stood tall and proud in between Carter and DK.

     

    Marlon and DK were the first to leave, taking position near entrance on the inside of the building.  Ashley bumped knuckles with her partner whispering in his direction, “Stay safe.” It was a habit, even though this was nothing but a simple autograph signing there was always potential for an unwanted encounter.

     

    “Always.”  He winked, taking his spot at the opposite end of the table across from Ashley.

     

    “Alright guys, the time has come!”  An overenthusiastic announcement echoed throughout the room.  ”Put your hands together for Mister Hugh Hefner!”  The crowd roared in excitement.  Ashley’s chest constricted slightly as the mass of people seemed to close in on them.

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