The mirror didn't lie, Laurie was beautiful and she knew it. Who was her husband, soon to be ex-husband to treat her otherwise. He was a "conceded little terd" she lipped the words as she pressed the lipstick gloss against her upper lip lining the edge of the tube and the ridge curb of the cliff carefully. then she leaned back and pressed her lips together, kissing her reflection. Her blonde hair hung out shoulder length and her frame was slim but curvy, with a well bloomed 36c chest. Her nails were long and manicured and her eye lashes extended. The only thing that bothered her about what she saw in the mirror was who she was dressing up for. nnThe marriage hadn't always been sour- but in her mind she reasoned Tom loved golf more than her. In actuality she never loved him anyway- he was a means to an end and though she pretended during the courtship to be some sexual tiger- she was actually pretty frigid, not only with him, that was just her nature. nnThis was going to be the time she told him that she was leaving him, so she wanted to look her best to be sexy alluring and then deny him any of it, cutting him off completely- she wanted to hurt him the most that she could. nnShe walked by a romance picture of them in a whine glass that hung on the wall. It was when they were first together, but she passed by without a glance. "Poor Tom." she said aloud as she flicked her long tongue across her teeth with a snake's grin- your 're not going to see this coming. She picked the best of her jewelry that he had bought for her and dressed up her wrists, neck and ears accordingly. then waited for him where the kitchen and the living room met. nnand waited. nnand waited, clicking her nails on the counter as the moments passed. She began to consider what things she would fight for in the divorce, then win and pitch in the trash. nnShe heard his car pull up and run from the car up the stairs to the door, it opened and he smiled at her, "Wow babe- you look great!

Melanie looked out of the window. The rain splatters were drying and she hoped the rain would stop long enough so that she could leave the office and get to her car without getting drenched. It seemed, lately, that the rain was never going to stop. She sighed and moved back to her desk, sitting in her chair and staring at the papers scattered all over the place. nnMelanie was not a tidy person. On the contrary, some would say she was horribly untidy. Her house, her desk, her life, all a complete mess. nn"When am I going to grow up and be and adult?" she thought as she shuffled a few papers together to find a free space on the desk. Banging the papers on the desk, taking out her frustrations on them, she stood and went to get her coat, mumbling to herself.nn"I've had enough of this fucking job, it stinks and I'm going nowhere." She stormed into her boss's office and threw the door shut. nn"I've had it," she screamed. "I can't take this job anymore, I resign!" She stood in front of his desk, her heart racing, her fists clenched, not knowing how this anger had taken so long to boil over, and amazed at herself for her bravery. nnJosh was tall and dark. Handsome? yes. Some would say so, but he had the most amazing eyes that could lock you in their gaze, deep blue, and shimmering like the sun on a calm sea. He looked up.

An hour later Lisa was in Kalie's house. Kalie had called Prince on the way back and he promised to be there. They were all very excited. This was going to be a special Friday night. nnWhen Lisa and Kalie walked in, prince was already home. The lights were dim and a whiff of aromatic oil in the air. Prince was on the couch of his Central London studio apartment. Lisa gasped a bit when she saw him. Prince was wearing a long Silk black robe, his briefs showing through only slightly. Lisa could see the package it held back and it looked big and juicy. His skin was smooth and bronze and he had the most charming smile she had ever seen. nn"Welcome Lisa. Welcome to the den." he said.nnPrnce ran his eyes over Lisa. He liked what he saw. She was a petite 5 ft girl. Frizzy blonde hair. She was not skinny but very curvy. Her 36C full breasts were held back by a white top.

Chapter 1 – The InterviewnnThe wind was strong as Carrie tripped down the road, her high heels falling between stones as she cursed softly, hoping no-one watching her would think she was mad, talking to herself. Her flowing blonde hair was whipping up and her hands tried desperately to calm it down, but the gusts were too strong, and within minutes, she figured she was better off trying to sort it out when she arrived.nnCarrie was careless. That had always been her nickname. Careless Carrie from Camden. Her friends had laughed at her often, because however hard she tried, she was always dropping things, falling over, late for appointments, making mistakes in her work and generally being, as her mother called her, sloppy.nnAt 26, she felt it was time to get serious, to be a responsible adult, though she doubted she was capable. But here she was, this windswept day, heading towards an interview with good prospects. She had worked in a department store until last week. The boss finally gave her the sack after she managed to smash the ninth bottle of perfume in two months. She'd hated the job anyway, and was glad to be moving on. She just hoped this place would take her. She'd always wanted to work in fashion, and although this was a bottom of the rung position, she felt she'd be able to move up quickly, she was, at least, very ambitious.nnShe arrived at the address looking decidedly dishevelled. Typical, she thought, turning up to an interview in a fashion house, looking a wreck. She shrugged her shoulders, convinced they'd understand, since the weather was so goddamn awful, and she climbed the steps. nnThe confidence that Carrie had felt on the way to the interview suddenly evaporated as she pushed open the large glass door and stepped inside. Everything looked perfect, right down to the manicure on the nails of the receptionist. The walls were painted bright white, the pictures were classy and hung in beautiful silver frames, everything sparkled.nnCarrie's heart sank.