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    Baby D – (Chapter: ch 3)

    “Straighten your hair,” Ashley nudged her daughter who was still trying to wake up, she hated mornings as much as her mother only Ashley had years of time to perfect the get up and go routine.

     

    Groaning Taylor did as she was told reaching up and pulling her hair back and into a pony tail, “I’ve done this before mom…”

     

    “So?” Ashley raised an eye brow daring Taylor to say something else as the elevator doors opened on the twentieth floor of CF Records.

     

    “I’m just saying that I don’t need to be told what to do all the time,” Taylor whispered as they were in the lobby with others waiting already.

     

    “And I’m your mom, I’ll always tell you what to do.” Ashley turned to face her daughter, “And you do as you’re told until you’re eighteen than you move away and take my commands as advice and end up forgetting all about me.” She pouted nudging Taylor playfully.

     

    “Nah I could never forget you and besides you give the best advice,” Taylor spoke softly. Her mom always seemed to need reassurance that she wouldn’t leave her like every one else had.

     

    “You’re too sweet for your own good you know that,” Ashley smiled with a wink as they approached the desk, “Hi I’m Mrs. Davies and this is my daughter Taylor Davies, we have an appointment.”

     

    The secretary looked up from her computer with a warm smile, “Ah yes we’ve been waiting for you. If you go right through that door over there and have a seat someone will be right with you.”

     

    “Thank you…come on,” she grabbed Taylor’s arm dragging her through the doors into a large conference room.

     

    They sat down at the table barely waiting five minutes before the doors to their left opened up and a tall muscular man came in, business suit pressed and clean to a T, his brown hair neatly combed and gelled to perfection, shoes shiny and teeth white as clouds on a summer day, beside him was the most beautiful woman Ashley had ever laid eyes on, blond hair draping around her shoulders as she wore a nice pant suit matching the man’s suit. Her blue eyes shinning brighter than the man’s teeth, a crystal blue that drew Ashley in.

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    Comments

    1. I really love this. It’s very good and different. I love the way Ashley drooled when she saw Spencer and from the looks of it Spencer also liked what she saw. Great update!!! PMASAP!!

    2. I really love this. It’s very good and different. I love the way Ashley drooled when she saw Spencer and from the looks of it Spencer also liked what she saw. Great update!!! PMASAP!!

    3. I don’t blame Taylor being skeptical about the name Baby D. She’s sixteen and by the time her second album is released will be at 18 or damn near close to it, so the name Baby on anything is ….. I can’t find the word. The group immature became IMX, Lil Bow Wow became just bow wow. Lil mama, the raper, is going to have the same problem. Like calling a 30-something Da Brat. Okay, I digress. Great story.

    4. I don’t blame Taylor being skeptical about the name Baby D. She’s sixteen and by the time her second album is released will be at 18 or damn near close to it, so the name Baby on anything is ….. I can’t find the word. The group immature became IMX, Lil Bow Wow became just bow wow. Lil mama, the raper, is going to have the same problem. Like calling a 30-something Da Brat. Okay, I digress. Great story.

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