-Friday, July 28th, 2023-
I spend the whole week with my aunt during the day and my evenings with Alexia, just hanging out and having fun together. Today is the day of the car show and I’m going to be in it so I’m just getting ready for that. I bought a new bikini for the occasion. Alexia said that she wished she could be there to watch me modeling in it, she had been with me when I picked it out.
I put a simple dress on over top of my bikini so I wouldn’t be going around in my bikini when I didn’t need to be seen in it. Got my makeup all finished, my hair tied back and I’m ready to head out. I open the door to my bedroom and walk out into the hallway.
Guinevere comes over to me, leaning against the wall to look at me and says, “You look good. That dress is nice too. But I know you’re just wearing that temporarily.”
“Yes, because I don’t want people staring at me like a piece of meat till it’s time for me to model,” I tell her, moving past her with my purse hanging off my shoulder.
“Are you heading out now? I can drive you there. Joseph is working and I’d like to see the car show, seems like it’ll be fun. I can keep the guys off you too,” she tells me, smiling at the thought of beating the boys down to keep them off me.
“I am, yes. It’s starting soon. I’ll just let Adrian know that I’ll meet him there,” I tell her, taking my phone out to send off a text message.
He responds back right away saying, ‘Don’t be late.’
“Okay, we’re all set to go. Grab your keys and whatever else you’re taking with you, it’s time to go,” I tell her, walking towards the door.
“It’s the other door Rose, remember. I have the car in the garage and the garage attaches to the house. The door is over this way,” she tells me, going in the opposite direction.
I quickly follow her and head out to the car in the garage.
We drive to the car show, not making any stops along the way. We both ate before I got ready to leave. Now we arrive and park on the road, close to the venue.
I step out of the car and my aunt follows me, locking the car doors as we walk away from the car.
As soon as I walk up into the area they ask me for my money to get in.
Adrian immediately spots me and comes over, saying, “She’s one of the models for today’s show.”
“Oh, sorry about that miss. Go on ahead, but you have to pay,” he says, looking at my aunt.
She happily pulls out a twenty dollar bill and hands it to him, saying, “Keep the change.” Then she follows me into the car show.
Adrian takes my hand and leads me over to the cars that I’ll be climbing onto. “Why are you wearing that dress? Where’s your bikini?” he asks me, looking me over.
I pull my dress off, handing it over to my aunt and say, “Right here.” I smile and get up onto the red Lamborghini.
A bunch of men that were standing around, looking at the cars start whistling and howling at me.
“Fine chose,” Adrian says, giving me a look of approval. “That is one sexy bikini and you have a nice body.”
“Do you always talk like that to your models?” Guinevere asks him as she glares over at the men who are eyeing me.
“I do, if they look good. Rose is one of my favorite models, she’s special. I was rather upset when I found out she was missing. When she called me telling a she was back and wanted to get back into modeling I was overjoyed,” he tells Guinevere, turning to face her.
I move around on top of the car, posing for the people around who could see me. I really didn’t like the way the men reacted but it was part of the job.
“Well I’m glad you think so highly of my Rose. She’s always been special. Ever since she was a little girl. But I don’t like the way those guys are reacting to her, it’s demeaning,” she tells him as she looks up at me.
“It comes with the job, we can’t stop them from acting that way. As long as they don’t touch her it’s fine,” he tells her, glancing over at the guys.
The girls that were with the men start jabbing at their sides and giving them looks, which makes them stop, then they move along to look at other cars.
Adrian moves on to look at the cars while my aunt stays by my side, glaring at any man that would dare come close to me.
After a few hours I finally get to leave. I get down from the car and take my dress from my aunt, putting it back on. “Let’s get out of here,” I tell her, making my way out of there.
We go back to her car and get inside. Making the decision to go get some supper somewhere as it was now five in the afternoon and we were both hungry.
I take out my phone and call Alexia.
It rings once then she picks up and says, “Hello my beautiful girlfriend, how’s life treating you?”
“Horribly, I’m heading for supper at this restaurant with my aunt. It’s the one we went to a couple days ago together. Think you could meet us there and eat supper with us?” I ask her, looking out the car window as we drive along the road.
“Awe, I’m sorry to hear that. I can certainly do that. And when I get there you can tell me all about the reason why life has been so horrible to you. Love you. See you soon.” She hangs up the phone before I could get another word in.
“So, she’s coming then?” Guinevere asks me, glancing over at me slightly.
“She is, yes. She’ll likely be there before us as she’s closer to it,” I tell her as I stick my phone back into my purse.
“You never know, we could get there at the same time,” she tells me, smiling as she looks at the road ahead of her.
Just as she had said, we arrive at the restaurant the exact same time as Alexia, parking beside each other.
I get out of my aunt’s car and rush over to Alexia, throwing my arms around her. “Oh Alexia, I wish you could’ve been there with me. It was so awful. All those men were objectifying me, they kept whistling and howling at me like some animals. It was disgusting.”
My aunt walks over to us and says, “She’s not exaggerating either, they really were horrible. I glared at the whole lot of them so no one dared to touch her. Though one guy tried.”
“You poor thing,” Alexia says, rubbing the back of my head. Then she stares into my eyes and kisses me passionately on the lips.
“Now, girls, there’s a time and a place for that. And that is not here. Let’s go inside and get some food in a our belly’s,” Guinevere says, walking passed us towards the door.
I smile, kiss Alexia back then pull away and take her hand, walking with her into the restaurant.
We all go inside and get seated in a booth by the window. The waitress gives as all a menu and we look through it till we decided on what we wanted to eat.
“Oh, this looks good,” I say, pointing at the lasagna filled with cheese and meat. My mouth starts watering just at the thought of eating it.
“You should get it then. I’ll get this chicken and fries combo,” Alexia tells me, showing me what she’s getting in the menu.
“I’m just going to get a regular burger with fries. I don’t need anything fancy. Though I will have some wine,” Guinevere says, looking over at us.
“Are you sure you should be drinking that when you still have to drive,” I ask her, putting my menu down.
“Of course. It takes more than that to get me drunk my dear,” she tells me, smiling.
Just then the waitress comes back to take our orders. “All ready to order?” she asks, flipping her note pad opened. “Will that be all together or separate?”
“It’s all together,” my aunt says, looking over at the waitress. Then she goes on to tell her what she wants and what the rest of us wanted.
“I’ll just have water to drink,” I tell her, turning to look at Alexia.
“Me too, I don’t need anything other than water to drink,” Alexia says, looking at the waitress.
“Alright, I got everything. That will be ready for you momentarily. I’ll be right back with your drinks,” she says, sticking her pad into her apron pocket. Then she smiles and walks away.
“How was class today?” I ask Alexia as I reach my hand out to touch hers.
“It was good. I learned lots of stuff. But what I really looked forward to was seeing you after it was all done,” she tells me, running her fingers along my hand.
The waitress comes back with our drinks, placing them in front of us then she takes off again.
I pick up my water and drink it all down fast. I was so thirsty. I had been standing around on that car for hours and didn’t get a single drink.
My aunt picks up her wine glass and takes a sip of it. “What made you choose nursing?” she asks Alexia, looking over at us.
“I come from a family of doctors. Both my parents are doctor’s and their parents before them, even my aunt’s and uncles are doctor’s, it’s a bit much. I decided to rebel a little and become a nurse,” she tells her with a slight smirk.
“How did your parents feel about that?” she asks, curious of the answer.
“They damn near dropped to the floor from shock. Our little girl, wants to be a nurse, they said. This can’t be happening. Oh but it is. And I’m going to thrive at it. They eventually accepted it and agreed to pay for my schooling. They were just glad I was still going to be working in the medical field,” Alexia says, trying not to laugh as she remembers the moment.
“Are you a rebel my dear Alexia?” I ask her as I run my finger along the rib of my empty glass, going around and around it.
“Maybe a little bit. But not too much. My parents have always been good to me. But they run busy lives being doctor’s they don’t get much free time,” she tells me, looking a little sad.
“Hey, don’t be sad. You have me now. And I will always make time for you,” I tell her, turning her face towards me.
The waitress shows up before anything else can happen and places our food down in front of us. “Looks like you finished off your water. Would you like some more?” she asks me, taking up my empty glass.
“Sure. Thanks a lot,” I tell her, grabbing my fork and knife to dig into my lasagna. It looks so delicious.
The waitress nods her head and walks off with my empty glass and the tray she had our food on.
The three of us stop all our talking and just focus on eating out food.
Alexia smiles at me, saying, “I know Rose, and I am beyond grateful that you found me in that café last week.” She then shoves a fry into her mouth and bites it.
We spend the next hour eating our food and drinking our drinks, heading back home once it was done. Guinevere takes her car and I go with Alexia, back to her place.