Harold's stretch limousine rolled towards her as she
searched for the keys to her dark blue Ford Bronco.
The window rolled down revealing a face more charming
then it had seemed under the strobe lights.
" Hey Sweetie, you riding with me, or what ?
She hesitated knowing damn well, her instinct wouldn't
allow her to ride with him no matter how charming he
appeared. Besides, her rule number seven was never ride in
a tricks car on the first date.
With safety in her voice she answered.
No, Id rather follow you. If you don't mind?
"Then may I... may I ride with you?I dont want to get to lonley."
"Insuring your cash Mr. Harold, or just wanting to ride in
a Bronco rather than a lavish limo?"
He gave a harsh grin before blurting out smoothly
"I don't insure anything, baby. I got people that do that
for me."
He'd spoken without a hint of laughter in his voice.
She froze, understanding in a matter of minutes, it
would be no turning back.
Her inside voice whispered for her to cancel the
date and hand all the money back. But that was just a
nagging feeling she told herself.
(Star's inter-self)
...Something about this doesn't feel right"
However the thought of returning the money she held on to so
tightly resulted in her mouth speaking ignoring her inner thoughts ......
" It doesn't matter, it's up to you if you want to ride with
me."
She sounded nervous and wondered if he could tell.
Without a response he stepped out the Limo, motioned
for his driver to go on without him and got into her
truck.
" Big truck for such a little girl."
She laughed and jokingly remarked. "I like big things."
From the moment he stepped into her truck, His expensive
cologne filled the air of the vehicle. It slowly seemed to be seducing
her as she inhaled his scent.
Reaching for the ignition she glanced down at
the exorbitant Diamond Rolex around his wrist.
He broke the obvious silence.
" So..... um., Hey what's your name?"
Star smiled and let out a slight giggle. "Have you forgotten already? Starlet Sant....."
No not that fake shit . I mean, your real name? You know the one your mother gave you.
" Oh... umm.. I well .. Its... Deirdre.
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Under The Strobe Lights "The Platinum Pussycat"
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