My Life After the Disaster

Chapter Nine

We arrive at the venue for the show just in time. Adrian takes me back stage where I meet with the designer and she directs me on what to do and which outfit to put on. I get changed into a gorgeous purple dress with a ruffle skirt and a big bow attached to the hip.

“That looks perfect on you Rose,” Adrian tells me, walking around me to get the full view of it. “I love what they did with your hair too. It’s gorgeous.”

“Thanks, I feel pretty good in it,” I tell him, looking around at the other models. Some of which were also under Adrian as their agent. I touch my hair lightly as to not ruin it. Then I turn around and head over to the designer.

She looks at me and smiles. “Lovely, I love this on you. Adrian was right about you. This show is about to start. I want you to go out there first thing. Then I’m going to have you change into another dress and be the last one on the stage. This second dress is the main dress of the show. You’ll love it,” she tell me, directing me to the start of the stage.

The music starts playing and the lights start going then Jenna, the designer signals me to go.

I walk out onto the platform walking the walk and doing my poses, I stop at the end of the runway pose looking two different ways then I turn around and head back, letting another model pass me as I go back stage.

“Great job Rose. You did fantastic. Now go put this on,” she tells me, holding out a sparkly gold dress that looks short but has white netting coming out the bottom giving it a crinkle look.

I take the dress from her and head to the changing area where I hang up the dress on a hook then I change out of the dress I was currently wearing. Hanging that purple dress in place of the gold dress I put the gold dress on. I take the purple dress off the hook and bring it out to hang on the clothing rack.

“Damn girl, you look fine in that dress,” Adrian says, turning me around to look me over. “She definitely choose the right model for this dress. It makes you simmer and shine. You look dazzling.”

“I should hope so, that’s my best dress,” Jenna tells us as she makes her way over. “I want your hair style changed for this dress though. Go see the stylist over there. Then come back to the stage.”

I nod my head and head over to the hair stylist, sit down in front of her and say, “Jenna said she wants my hair changed for this dress.”

“Okay. I know just what to do,” she says, undoing my hair. She then starts twisting my hair around and pinning it in different places, she does some braids. “And voila, done.”

I look at my hair in the mirror, it’s pulled up half way with two braids going along the sides and curly hair loosely falling over my shoulders. “It’s beautiful, I love it,” I tell her, smiling at myself in the mirror.

“Great, now run along. Jenna is waiting for you and so is the show,” the stylist tells me, nudging me out of her chair.

I get up and head back over to Jenna as the last of the models comes off the stage.

“Alright girl, you’re up,” she tells me, pushing me towards the stage.

I walk back out onto the runway and strut my stuff, stopping to pose after three steps then walking some more. I stop at the end of the runway, strike a pose, look to both sides and forward. Then I turn and walk back to the back of the stage. As I walk off the stage Jenna walks onto it.

“And that is just how it’s done. You did fantastic Rose. Let’s get you changed back into your clothes and head out. Unless you want to stay for the after party.,” he says, almost sounding hopeful.

“I don’t think I’m dressed for an after party Adrian. I’m dressed for a day out in the sun,” I tell him, gathering up my clothes to change into.

“I guess you’re right. Do you think you could get a drive back home then? I’m going to stay here for the after party, mingle with some people,” he tells me, looking over at his other models.

“I can manage. Thanks for your concern,” I say sarcastically as I walk into the changing room. I close the door, quickly get out of the glitter dress then put my own clothes on. I keep my hair the way it had been done up because I like it. Then I walk over and hang the gold dress back up with the rest of the designer dresses.

Jenna comes back stage, congratulating everyone for doing a great job and welcoming all of us to stay for the after party.

I walk over to her and say, “Thanks a lot Jenna. I had a great time but I’m going to head out. I loved your designs though.”

“Awe, are you sure? I’d love for you to stay and talk with you some more. What your wearing is just fine for the party. It doesn’t have to be fancy,” she tells me, sounding sincere.

“No, it’s okay. I’m not really in the mood to be partying today. Thanks though. Enjoy your party. If you want to talk with me further just talk with my agent Adrian, he’s staying for the party,” I tell her. I then turn around and walk out of there. I take my phone out of my pocket and decide to call Alexia. It’s five o’clock now, she could be having supper. What am I thinking.

“Hello?” she says, answering the call.

“Hey, Alexia, this is Rose, we met earlier today. I just got finished my modeling job and was wondering if you were free to hangout. I’m a bit stuck here as my agent decided to stay for the after party and I just wanted to leave,” I tell her, kind of rambling.

She laughs adorably on the other side of the phone and says, “I am free and I would love to hangout with you. Just text me your location and I’ll be by to get you.”

“Okay, I can do that. Thanks a lot.” I end the call and send her a text with the location then I stand around and wait for her to get here. What would she even be driving. Does she even have a car? I really don’t know what I was thinking.

A few minutes later a white car pulls up in front of me and the window goes down, revealing Alexia. I would never forget her face. “Hey there beautiful, hop on in,” she tells me, waving her hand.

I run around her car and get in on her passenger’s side, closing the door and buckling up. “Thanks a lot. I didn’t want to call my aunt because she was on a date with her long lost love so I wanted to give her as much time with him as I could. They have 25 years to make up for,” I tell her, laughing lightly.

She pulls away from the curb and starts driving somewhere. “Where should I take you then?” She asks me, looking forward at the road.

“Do you have your own place or are you living with other people?” I ask her curious about the answer.

“I have an apartment I’m renting close to the nursing school. It’s a one bedroom apartment. We could go there if you’d like. I wouldn’t mind having you alone with me,” she says teasingly.

“Oh really. Do you think we could get something to eat first. I’m pretty hungry now,” I tell her, looking over at her.

“Sure, I could do that. How about we order some pizza and take it back to my place,” she tells me, turning the corner.

“I’m okay with that idea,” I tell her, smiling as I look her up and down.

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We arrive at her place with the pizza in hand. It’s an interesting building. I walk through the halls with her, the walls are completely white and the floors are brown carpet. We stop on the second floor at room 12. Alexia unlocks the door and opens it, stepping aside to let me in.

I walk inside and set the pizza box onto the table that was in her small kitchen.

I hear the door close and Alexia heads over to me. She places her hands on the table behind me, reaching around both sides of me, she leans in and presses her lips to mine, kissing me deeply and passionately.

I feel my breath catch in my throat. I wasn’t expecting this at all, but I love it. I reach my arms out and wrap them around her, returning her kiss with my own, intensifying it.

She pulls her arms around me, pressing our chests together, breathing heavily as the kissing becomes more intense.

I stop the kiss and place my hand on her chest, staring into her eyes. “I’ve never actually been with anyone before. But I’ve always known that I wanted a woman,” I tell her, panting.

She stares back at me breathing just has heavily and says, “It’s okay. We can take our time if you’re not ready for it,” she tells me, staring back at me with longing in her eyes.

I kiss her again, running my hand along her breast, I can feel her heart beat pounding in her chest. She wants this just as much as I do.

She picks me up into her arms and carries me to her bedroom, placing me onto her bed. “I take it that means you want this?” she asks me, pulling her top off.

“I do. So much so,” I tell her, quickly pulling my own clothes off.

Soon enough we’re both naked, laying in her bed looking each other over. Her breasts are big and plump, I love them.

My hands reach out and I start to fondle them, massaging them with my hands, they feel so nice and squishy. Oh my gosh, her fingers just went up my crotch. I gasp at the feeling of it.

“You like that?” she asks me with a smile.

“Oh gosh, I do,” I tell her, pressing my lips to hers again. I want to feel her lips on mine.

Her hand rubs against my c**t as her fingers quickly move in and out of me. “You’re so wet right now Rose. I want to make you c*m,” she tells me, kissing me deeply afterwards.

I move my own hand down to her crotch and start rubbing her hole, it feels so wet and moist. I stick my fingers inside and slowly explore the way that it feels. My heart is beating so fast right now.

Alexia starts moaning into my mouth and breathing heavily. “That feels so good Rose. Make me c*m,” she breaths out.

We both move our fingers in rhythm with each other going faster and faster until with both scream out in sweet blissful pleasure.

I fall down on top of Alexia, my heart beating wildly in my chest as my juices spill out of me.

“That was out of this world,” Alexia breaths out. “Never in my life have I ever experienced anything else like it.”

“Me neither and I feel like the room is spinning. I’m so dizzy. But damn was that good. s**t Alexia, you’re like a goddess the way you move those fingers. I almost couldn’t breath,” I tell her, looking up at her.

“I could say the same about you sexy thing. How about we eat some pizza now?” she ask me, laughing.

“I guess we should, since we never touched it,” I tell her, peeling my naked self off of her. “But I’m going to stay in the nude because I like it.” I wink at her as I make my way out of her room.

She follows after me and says, “I wouldn’t have it any other way.”