Chapter SixNikki enters the plush roomy marble-clad toilet and hits one cubicle door with her hand and kicks another half-open cubicle door. She then sits on the toilet and buries her head in her hands and starts crying. Bev comes in and looks into the open cubicle where Nikki is sitting. She tears off a bit of toilet paper and hands it to her saying. “Welcome to the music business girl. I take it he was beaver hunting as usual? I’ve had to put up with that sort of s**t for years from both sides. First on me, and then to watch him constantly trying it on with other girls right in front of me. It’s so f*****g insulting and disrespectful. I’m sick of it.”
Nikki dries her eyes, “I don’t get it. Are deals ever done at these places or is it just one long laugh and a gropefest at the newcomer’s
