“How do you feel?" she said."Fantastic," said Luc, still short of breath."Good," said Nadia. "I want you to be happy." Do you?" said Luc, voice a li...tle faint."Oh yes. You deserve it. You deserve absolutely everything you want and more, and from now on I'm going to give it you. All you have to do is ask.”"…darling, can you excuse me a moment?" said Luc, standing. He went to the kitchen, stopping along the way to discretely retrieve his phone. He thumbed a number, and it rang twice before Darius. She fussed over the buttons in the back of the dress, and thenpuffed up the bodice a bit, looking at me, smiling. I thought the smilewas a bit impish.Then she had me sit on the stool before her vanity where she brushed myhair; I had longish dark blonde hair that was turning brown by the year."You have beautiful hair, Kevin," she said, tying the strands into twopigtails with light green ribbons."What are you doing?" I protested. "We're just playing house." You want to be pretty, don't you?". "No, you're going to make it come out!" she screamed while kicking him off of her and running to the bathroom. He was unable to keep her from slamming the door but she did not have time to lock it. He opened it just as she was flushing the toilet. There were tears running down her cheeks and she was somewhat splayed out of the toilet as if the force of pushing out her bowels had knocked her unconscious. Her eyes were still open though.She did not react when he grabbed her ankles and lifted them. Who’s the customer? Your favorite (sarcasm). You’ve got to be kidding. Not kidding. What does she want? Bikini groom. Ok. Be there at 12:30. My favorite customer. Mrs. Richards. THE bitch. Rich uppity one. Demanding. Talked down to me a lot. Extremely good looking and built. Upper 30’s, nice ass, long legs, champagne glass tits. But what an attitude. Wife of a wealthy businessman. I wish I could call in and quit rather than deal with her. But, that was not an option. I got myself together..