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    Story written on May 23, 2007 by easylover.
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    She looks amzing. I guess the whole club is looking at her.
    She changed her clothes. She wears a short jeans skirt and black sleeveless, low-cut top. Her legs are looking endless in these High Heels that she’s wearing.

    "Let’s go".

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    I stand up. A few of the guys and girls around me are looking.

    I just shrug and follow the Porter lady.

    "Tell Carmen I’ll be back in a houer", I say to Shay.

    He looks at me like, "You really wanna go thru with this?".

    I smile a little bit to calm him down, he worries to much sometimes.

    When we got out, Bette goes straight to a fucking awsome Mercedes.

    "Nice car".

    "Its a gift from my boss", she says and gets in.

    Maybe this Peabody lady really isn’t that bad…

    Pretty soon we leave west Hollywood, I guess we on the way to Beverly Hills. The houses are getting bigger and the cars too!

    Bette and I didn’t talk much on the ride.

    We still are stranger to eachother. I didn’t really trust her, I only trust two people…

    And I think she dont trust me either…

    After 20 mins we stop at the Beverly Hilton.

    Yeah, rich people…what did I expect….

    "Dont be scared about the many security guys on her floor", Bette tells me, "I think she has a couple a enemies".

    "So do I", I think, "But I dont have fucking security guys everywhere!"

    We get in the elevator. Bette pushes the last botton, 21 Floor.

    As we get out of the elevator I big guy comes to us.

    "I’m sorry…" he says, but it doesn’t seem like he really is, "But this floor is private!".

    "I’m Bette Porter", the lady next to me explains, "I work for Mrs. Peabody".

    The big guy looks to another one, when that guy, a couple a meters down the hallway nods, he looks at me, "And her?".

    "Mrs. Peabody offered her a job", Bette says.

    After some seconds he let us walk farther.

    "That’s ridiculous", I whisper, more to myself. But Bette hears it, a big smile is on her face.

    On the last door on the left she stops and knock’s on the door.

    "Come in", I hear a female voice with an english accent.

    Then left the fun begin!


    …


    "Bette, my dear, how was it with…", she stops when see she’s me, "You must be Shane".

    "I am".

    "Well, why dont you have a seat?".

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